Sunday, April 22, 2012

He Is Risen

We have a tradition we try to keep every year for Easter. Early Sunday morning, while it's still dark, we get up and don our Easter garb. Mugs of hot cocoa are filled, and we pile in the car. Four miles down the road is Mahoney State Park. At the bottom end of the park is a tower that overlooks the Platte River.

In the cold, pre-dawn air, we climb the 70 foot tower; armed with blankets, cocoa, and our Bible. From this vantage point, we read the account of Christ's resurrection, trying to time "He is not here, He is risen!" with the rising of the sun.

(Unfortunately, this year, we were so busy getting out the door in time that we forgot our camera.)

The chill in the air is real, but the thrill in our souls as we celebrate Christ's resurrection is something that just can't be described.

Luke 24

The Resurrection
 1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 ‘The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’8 Then they remembered his words.

1 comment:

Paula said...

Lovely tradition. :)