As we prepare for the descent into the nothingness of Good Friday, the day on which darkness overwhelmed even the creator himself, we cannot help but think about light:  when will it come?  So it is that we anticipate Easter, the day on which we see light as it was most meant to be:  the total and absolute witness of God's power over and love for what he made.

"Resurrection" by El Greco

     In the absolute darkness and nothingness of Jesus' death, the Son of God abandoned by his Father, all light is gone.  Yet out of this abject blackness, the greatest of all light arose.  A light that eclipses and encompasses all others, it is a light that changed history, bent space, and permanently altered all our notions of meaning and time.
     The resurrection is the greatest of light because it brought, from the fiercest and vilest nothingness of all deaths, a life that will never end.  It's nonsensical, its unbelievable, it's unfathomable, but it is entirely true.
The resurrection tells us that life has meaning, meaning that exceeds our greatest imagination.  It tells us that though we die, we will live again, forever.
     How can life ever be the same?
     By the way, I'll be traveling for the next week and will not be posting for a bit.  Enjoy your week, appreciate your Easter, and thanks for reading!