Very early in the morning, while it was still dark…
Jesus changed the world forever.
The women were up that morning, eager to go to the tomb to tend to Jesus’ corpse at the first possible moment. Wondering who would roll the stone away from the entrance.
God had taken care of that already, thanks to His angel, who rolled the stone away and sat on it…waiting to share good news.
There’s something special about that early morning hour (says the morning person).
What do they say? It’s always darkest before the dawn?
But there’s promise when that sliver of sunlight starts to creep over the horizon. It’s that reminder from the Bible that God’s mercies are new every morning.
There is eagerness attached to the time God chose for Jesus’ resurrection. He almost couldn’t wait. It was such good news, that God chose the earliest possible moment for Jesus to rise. You have to get up pretty early in the morning to beat Jesus.
I think of that, because on Easter Sunday, there is a small contingent of people who descend on our church campus. There is eagerness attached, to prepare to celebrate the reason we exist as a Christian church. It’s why we have a “sunrise service” at 7 a.m. (shouldn’t it really be at 5 a.m.?).
And before one of the two busiest days of the year on our campus, all is calm. And then, this happens.
Life is good. Sometimes, it’s worth it to get up early.
God is SO eager to save. To proclaim good news. To forgive. To comfort. To offer abundant life. To grant eternal life.
God is eager…and so am I.