Lenten Journal: Three Day Rule: It's Sunday

"Plus it's Sunday, so everyone's in church already, and they're all in there like "Oh no, Jesus is dead", and then BAM! He bursts in the back door, runnin' up the aisle, everyone's totally psyched, and FYI, that's when he invented the high five." Barney Stinson

It's Sunday.

Easter has come. The miracle of all miracles is being celebrated. People, who do not attend church on a regular basis, crowd chapels, sanctuaries, homes, all for a celebration on a Sunday. For many they come out of obligation. For many, they have been attending church out of obligation for years. Some come because there is a need to publicly celebrate the resurrection with others. Some come because Easter has become a symbol, a moment of hope in their tattered lives; hope in a Christ who not even death could contain. Some come in hope that this Easter story is true. Some come because they have nowhere else to be on this Sunday.

It's Sunday.

I admit that I find myself belonging to each of the groups above. I am guilty of viewing Sunday as an obligation. An obligation to put on a smile and pretend all is well. I am guilty of viewing Sunday as jut another day. It is just another Sunday...isn't it?

It's Sunday.

But Sunday's no longer just a Sunday. Sunday is about the celebration of Easter. Easter changes Sunday. The day means something more than it did before and means something more each time it comes along. I am grateful for Easter. I am grateful for Christ who changes everything. I am grateful that it is Sunday.