This weekend I had the privilege of guest posting on the Willow Creek Association blog. If you’re a ministry leader you may want to check it out here, and take a look at their other resources!
As I write this it’s Easter morning. Gray, and ugly as most Easters are in Minneapolis. At least it’s not snowing like it has many years.
It’s a little hard to exuberantly declare “He is risen!” when the depressing surroundings aren’t in sync with the joy of the resurrection. Like Minneapolis didn’t get the memo to put on its Easter finery with bright spring tulips and sunshine and green grass. Instead we’re still in the death shroud of dirty snow.
We kiddingly say “Jesus may rise, but in Minneapolis He’s probably like the groundhog – tempted to go back in the grave for six more weeks and come out when the snow has finally melted.” I know. We probably shouldn’t joke about something as sacred as the resurrection. But it’s been a very long winter, so give us a little grace please.
