By this time, perhaps, the leftover chocolate eggs at your house have been eaten. The children’s baskets are back in storage. Maybe you are picking the last of the Easter grass out of your carpet. For most folks, Easter is over. And, unless you happen to hit a stray Easter egg with your lawnmower, Easter is all but forgotten.
But is Easter really over? No. Not by a long shot. For the redeemed of God, every day is Easter. We are the Easter people.
It was Anne Lamott who said, “We're Easter people, living in a Good Friday world.”
I agree. We live in a fallen world. It’s easy to forget Easter when Good Friday is all around us.
I have been pastor long enough to know that heartache sits in every pew. Let’s face it. We’ve all been there, in the dark, alone, with our dreams in ashes around our feet. Someone you love has died, and you do not know how to go on. Or a relationship you valued has been shattered. A child has gone so far astray, you don’t know if you will ever get through the grief. A job loss, a loss of health, a loss of purpose. It’s dark. It’s frightening. We can’t imagine how we can go on. And we, like Mary Magdalene, can’t even recognize Jesus through the tears.
But Jesus does not leave us alone in our grief. Jesus walks with us through it. There is nowhere we can be, no trouble too large, no pit so deep, that Jesus cannot stand beside us in our struggle.
S. M. Lockeridge, an extraordinary African American preacher, once gave a sermon called, “It’s Friday, but Sunday’s Coming.” Here are a few lines: "It was Friday; it was Friday and my Jesus was dead on the tree. But that was Friday, and Sunday's coming! "It was Friday and Mary was crying her eyes out. The disciples were running in every direction, like sheep without a shepherd, but that was Friday, and Sunday's coming.
"It was Friday. The cynics were looking at the world and saying ‘As things have been so shall they be. You can't change anything in this world; you can't change anything.’ But those cynics don't know that it was only Friday. Sunday's coming."
Brothers and sisters, we live in a Good Friday world. We know the darkness. But God will not leave us desolate. Weeping may last for the night, but joy comes in the morning. Because our faith is in the risen Christ, yes, it’s Friday, but Sunday’s coming.