This week I’m exploring some of the thoughts, and traditions of the Holy Week. This also means diving in to some of the Catholic thoughts that I usually don’t encounter. Today is the conclusion of our Holy Week as we commemorate Easter.
Most everyone knows what Easter is about. At least most everyone reading this post does anyway. Easter is the day we remember the resurrection of Jesus from death. This day is in celebration of His triumph over sin for all humanity. I can only imagine what the first Easter Sunday was like. What a great day.
At the crack of dawn on Sunday, the women came to the tomb carrying the burial spices they had prepared. They found the entrance stone rolled back from the tomb, so they walked in. But once inside, they couldn’t find the body of the Master Jesus.
They were puzzled, wondering what to make of this. Then, out of nowhere it seemed, two men, light cascading over them, stood there. The women were awestruck and bowed down in worship. The men said, “Why are you looking for the Living One in a cemetery? He is not here, but raised up. Remember how he told you when you were still back in Galilee that he had to be handed over to sinners, be killed on a cross, and in three days rise up?” Then they remembered Jesus’ words.
They left the tomb and broke the news of all this to the Eleven and the rest. Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the other women with them kept telling these things to the apostles, but the apostles didn’t believe a word of it, thought they were making it all up. But Peter jumped to his feet and ran to the tomb. He stooped to look in and saw a few grave clothes, that’s all. He walked away puzzled, shaking his head. (Luke 24:1-12)