Sunday, April 5, 2026

Easter: New Beginning

 

Easter Morning: The Story of the Resurrection



A quiet story of hope, renewal, and life rising again


Very early in the morning, just after the Sabbath had ended, a small group of women made their way to Jesus’ tomb. The sky was still dim, and the world felt hushed with grief. They carried spices with them, hoping to care for His body one last time.

But when they arrived, something had changed.

The stone that had sealed the entrance was no longer in place.

They stepped inside—and the tomb was empty.

There was no stillness of death waiting for them. Only space. Only wonder. And then, messengers in radiant light spoke:

“Why are you searching for someone alive in a place meant for the dead? He isn’t here. He has risen.”

The words felt almost too incredible to hold.

The women ran back, filled with awe, fear, and a fragile kind of hope. At first, the others struggled to believe them. It sounded impossible.

But then, everything changed.

Jesus appeared—alive. He walked beside His followers, spoke with them, and showed them that He was truly risen. Not a memory. Not a story. But living.

What once seemed like the end had become something entirely new.


What the Resurrection Means

The resurrection is the heart of Easter, carrying a message that still speaks today.

  • It shows that death is not the final word
  • It reminds us that hope can rise after loss
  • It reveals that love is stronger than darkness
  • It offers renewal, grace, and new beginnings

Why It Matters

Easter speaks to the quiet places in all of us—the moments that feel finished, broken, or beyond repair.

It gently reminds us that those moments may not be the end of the story.

It gave courage to those who first witnessed it, turning fear into faith and sorrow into purpose.

And even now, it offers something deeply personal:

A reminder that life can begin again.
That hope is not misplaced.
That light still comes after the darkest night.


Life can return.
Hope can rise.
And what seems finished may only be beginning again.

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Poem Template

A Whim to Write
On the art of starting again

I have a whim to write so write I will.
Can’t believe I am being this still.

I type and I type to no avail.
I can’t believe it, so I guess I will.

What says the key — can it really be
an a or a y? I really can’t say why.

I have a whim to write, so write I will.
When night time comes, I pick up my quill.

Some say I’m lazy and others say naught.
When I sit here and write, I’m not such a snot.

I love the sound of the keys that clank,
or the pen that strikes as I sit down to write.

Well here we go again, picking up where we left off —
not quite sure what to write, but at least it’s a start.

Good night my protagonist.
It was good to see you again.
I’ll finish your scene without you letting out a scream.

The days are long and the nights too short.
I’ll finish your story sometime in the morning.

With coffee brewed and in the mood,
I’ll pick up where we left off,
and again we will start.

— Written in 2015

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