In the film, “The Most Exotic Marigold Hotel,” the line comes often,”In the end, all will be well. And if it isn’t so, well, it isn’t the end.” To the followers of Christ Jesus, the enemies of Christ Jesus, and all those in between–the uninterested, the curious, the wondering, all, with the possible exception of Lazarus-John, were certain the crucifixion was the horrible, humiliating end. End of story.
But it wasn’t the end. In many ways it was just the beginning. King David sings in the Psalms, “1000 years are as a day, to You, O Lord.” In Divine Time, Easter happened three days ago. The Risen One is three days old, three days young.
All of us can experience, perceive, and know: all is not well. All is not healed, healthy, whole, jubilating in delight. In many ways little seems to have changed. Our diagnosis, our sickness of sin, is still valid, painfully accurate. To some, with an awareness of so many tragedies such as those in Europe in this year’s Holy Week, it can appear as if our condition worsens.
Why should we celebrate? How can we rejoice? What is the right thing to do, the true, honest, fitting thing to do?
Not just now, but tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.
David was a songwriter, a great songwriter. In our time we’ve had no David. We’ve had The Beatles. The Beatles wrote a song at the end of their brief years together whose words and tune are known now around the world:
Hey, Jude, don’t make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better.
(The reader is invited to sing, inwardly or outwardly, the following chorus:)
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na, Na…..Hey, Jude
The story isn’t over. It’s just beginning. Remember to let Him into your heart. Then you can start to make it better.
We are at the starting line of the race, the human race, the Christ Race. We are just beginning to run. That is Easter.
by Richard Dancey