Finding hope in Easter and the little resurrections of daily life
April 2, 2023 at 11:18 a.m.
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Of course, there was always the tie, a sign of maturity for some and a convenient source of distraction, or disruption, for others.
Buds just beginning on forsythia bushes, Easter lilies near the altar and tulips on the kitchen table were a sign of the season of life, and a reminder that we would soon be visiting the local nursery to buy our annuals for planting in flower beds and boxes, bringing color, and butterflies, to our family backyard.
Dressed in my Easter finery, I always felt a little like the butterfly just emerging from my cocoon, transformed from the ordinary to the extraordinary. Even after a long day of family visits and lengthy meals, I almost hated to change out of my new clothes and return to my pre-Easter self. Little did I know the experience would become a lesson of faith for me as I matured.
Somehow it seems that Christ’s Resurrection could not have taken place at any other time of the year but spring, this time of new growth and promise, of miracles and transformations.
During my life, this season of beginnings has often offered consolation and peace in those moments when, especially as a young woman, I was haunted by a great fear of death. To watch the mystery of spring unfold, to experience the beauty of life’s emergence from the cold ground of winter was to hear God’s assurance that ‘there is nothing to fear – all is life, all has its purpose, even death.”
Our Catholic faith reaffirms that death is not the end, teaching that “just as Christ is truly risen from the dead and lives forever, so after death the righteous will live for-ever with the risen Christ and he will raise them up on the last day” (Catechism of the Catholic Church, 989).
But what does it mean to be raised up?
Again, our faith says, “In death, the separation of the soul from the body, the human body decays and the soul goes to meet God, while awaiting its reunion with its glorified body. God, in his almighty power, will definitively grant incorruptible life to our bodies by reuniting them with our souls, through the power of Jesus’ Resurrection” (CCC, 997).
This is the resurrection of the “last day,” an event not bound by time or space and certainly beyond our full human comprehension, but God gives us glimpses of this mystery in the little resurrections of daily life. We only need watch for them, in the same way that we watch for the crocus, the robin, the early morning light which follows the dark of night.
In his Apostolic Letter “Novo Millennio Ineunte,” St. Pope John Paul II, wrote, “The truth of Christ’s Resurrection is the original fact upon which Christian faith is based, an event set at the center of the mystery of time, prefiguring the last day when Christ will return in glory. We do not know what the new millennium has in store for us, but we are certain that it is safe in the hands of Christ, the ‘King of kings and Lord of lords’” (no. 35).
Safe in the hands of Christ – can any thought be more comforting as we face our uncertain futures, and ultimately, our deaths? Certainly, this is reason enough to celebrate Christ’s Passover, not only on Easter, but on every Sunday, with gratitude and the reassurance of what it means to emerge from the cocoon of human existence to the freedom of resurrected life.
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Of course, there was always the tie, a sign of maturity for some and a convenient source of distraction, or disruption, for others.
Buds just beginning on forsythia bushes, Easter lilies near the altar and tulips on the kitchen table were a sign of the season of life, and a reminder that we would soon be visiting the local nursery to buy our annuals for planting in flower beds and boxes, bringing color, and butterflies, to our family backyard.
Dressed in my Easter finery, I always felt a little like the butterfly just emerging from my cocoon, transformed from the ordinary to the extraordinary. Even after a long day of family visits and lengthy meals, I almost hated to change out of my new clothes and return to my pre-Easter self. Little did I know the experience would become a lesson of faith for me as I matured.
Somehow it seems that Christ’s Resurrection could not have taken place at any other time of the year but spring, this time of new growth and promise, of miracles and transformations.
During my life, this season of beginnings has often offered consolation and peace in those moments when, especially as a young woman, I was haunted by a great fear of death. To watch the mystery of spring unfold, to experience the beauty of life’s emergence from the cold ground of winter was to hear God’s assurance that ‘there is nothing to fear – all is life, all has its purpose, even death.”
Our Catholic faith reaffirms that death is not the end, teaching that “just as Christ is truly risen from the dead and lives forever, so after death the righteous will live for-ever with the risen Christ and he will raise them up on the last day” (Catechism of the Catholic Church, 989).
But what does it mean to be raised up?
Again, our faith says, “In death, the separation of the soul from the body, the human body decays and the soul goes to meet God, while awaiting its reunion with its glorified body. God, in his almighty power, will definitively grant incorruptible life to our bodies by reuniting them with our souls, through the power of Jesus’ Resurrection” (CCC, 997).
This is the resurrection of the “last day,” an event not bound by time or space and certainly beyond our full human comprehension, but God gives us glimpses of this mystery in the little resurrections of daily life. We only need watch for them, in the same way that we watch for the crocus, the robin, the early morning light which follows the dark of night.
In his Apostolic Letter “Novo Millennio Ineunte,” St. Pope John Paul II, wrote, “The truth of Christ’s Resurrection is the original fact upon which Christian faith is based, an event set at the center of the mystery of time, prefiguring the last day when Christ will return in glory. We do not know what the new millennium has in store for us, but we are certain that it is safe in the hands of Christ, the ‘King of kings and Lord of lords’” (no. 35).
Safe in the hands of Christ – can any thought be more comforting as we face our uncertain futures, and ultimately, our deaths? Certainly, this is reason enough to celebrate Christ’s Passover, not only on Easter, but on every Sunday, with gratitude and the reassurance of what it means to emerge from the cocoon of human existence to the freedom of resurrected life.