Pondering Easter Monday
I wonder…
How wild will resurrection be
without us in control?
How far will grace reach?
How high will mercy rise?
What unexpected justice will be revealed?
How deep will the Love of a
sacrificial
redemptive
transformative
Act of God
go?
Will resurrection overwhelm
my bent to sin –
my arrogance, the pride, an ever-evolving ego?
Will resurrection move so
quickly ahead of me
that all I was so concerned about simply
vanishes into the faithful provision
of God who already knew
the need
before I cried out in prayer?
Does resurrection power wait
for me to act?
The disciples scattered at the crucifixion.
The women went to the tomb not for evidence
of resurrection, but to honor the dead.
Where am I going on Easter Monday?
What will I find along the way?
Because Christ is not waiting on me.
And yet – his hand is reaching out across eternity
and all the barriers I can ever erect.
Again and again, his hand appears,
even with scars from the nails.
I hear the invitation…
“Come on now, let’s run forward together
there is so much more my Father and I have to show you!
Easter Monday
Resurrection unleashed
Hope and Provision inviting me to come along.
As Frost might say, “you come too.”
Let it be.
© Vona Rose Wilson 4/6/2026
Just beautiful, Vona. Thank you for this reminder.
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