The resurrection story. It all happened in the dark. No-one knew what was happening. It happened behind closed doors. No-one could predict the magnitude of what was going to happen; well no-one except God.
God the greatest secret keeper. God the best gift giver. Partner, lover, parent and friend. No-one else comes close or compares to the greatest gift given to humanity.
The gift of life. The gift of love. With no limits. Without end. Love given from the very depths of a soul, costing everything to the one who gives and nothing to the one who receives.
The resurrection story full of mystery and wonder. The resurrection story full of pain and tears. The resurrection story full of joy and confusion. The resurrection story God’s gift to the world.
In the quiet stillness of the tomb, God’s love was reborn, took root, and grew. In the early light of the new morn, God’s love stood strong and walked in the garden.
Among the busy streets, the crowded market stalls God’s love stood. Down the dark alleys, hiding behind the dustbins God’s love kneels. In the lives of the stranger and company of friends God’s love lives.
This is the resurrection story. It’s a story not of this world and yet at the very centre of its being, it’s a story of heavenly proportion and yet one which is personal to each of us. It’s a story which draws us together and sends us out. It’s a story that needs to be heard, to be experienced, to be lived.
Before the drawn of the resurrection there was a time of great darkness, a time of sadness, a time of death. As Christians we know this story, we know what that death looked like – our saviour nailed to a cross – but we also know that, that death was not the end of the story. It was the beginning. The beginning of something new, the beginning of something different.
I sit here writing to you with mixed emotions, for this is the last time I will write to you as your minister. I sit here thinking back over our time together – there have been highs and lows. There has been time which have felt like death, times which have felt like endings. But with those ending has come a new direction, there has been growth, there has been the opportunity of new life.
But friends let us not forget, there has also been times of wonderful joy and celebration. There has been times of laughter and smiles. It has not all been about waiting in the dark – unsure of the signs of resurrection – for we have also lived, lived within the light of the Gospel, danced with the abundant overflowing love of God.
I hand on to you… what I in turn had received: that Christ died for our sins in accordance with the scripture, and that he was buried, and that he was raised on the third day in accordance with scripture, and that he appeared first to Peter, then to the twelve…
Therefore, my beloved, be steadfast, immovable, always excelling in the work of the Lord, because you know that in the Lord your labour is not in vain.
1 Corinthians 15.3-5; 58
May you each know the love of God which has no end and has the power to transform life.
With love, and care