Homily notes from April 12, 2009:
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? Thanks be to God, who giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Christ is risen! The dark and cold of the tomb gives way to the brilliant, warm sunlight of this morning, when, once again, the Risen One comes to meet us. This is not just a happy ending to a sad story, but an event of cosmic import. His countenance was like lightning and his raiment white as snow and for fear of him the keepers did shake and become as dead men. In the presence of Life itself, the forces of death and constriction shake and fall away.
The resurrection is not only about Jesus, but about us. Though our participation in Christ, Easter is our story… this corruptible (our frail everyday selves) must put on incorruption and this mortal must put on immortality. Our earthly lives, even our physical selves, are swept up into the mystery of God. With fear and great joy, the disciples grasped the feet of the Risen Christ and worshipped him. Like them, let us reach out our hands to grasp him in this Easter communion, that the joy of the resurrection may fill us, today and all days. Amen, Alleluia.