The noted jurist Oliver Wendell Holmes once wrote, “Life is a great bundle of little things.” Eventually life becomes a series of daily routines that provide a framework out of which we live. Moment by moment our attention is taken by the innumerable details that need doing on any given day. These routines are sometimes broken by great events, some sort of retreat from the ordinary, unexpected occurrences and sometimes the loss of someone we love.
If you can try to put yourself with those disciples who were followers of Jesus two centuries ago, it seems clear that none of them expected everything to end so violently and quickly on the cross on Good Friday. They had gone to Jerusalem for an annual celebration of the Seder, probably glad to be going to the big city, and full of anticipation for this was a break in their routine. Then everything collapsed and the world fell apart and Jesus was dead.
None of them expected what came next, the resurrection and the promise of a very extraordinary new beginning. It was terrific. But when I try to put myself in their shoes, or should we say sandals, I reminded how often I take the great blessings of my life for granted. I can grouse at the people I love, I can get overwhelmed by the mundane, I can be bored by routines not ever realizing that these are the great bundle of little things that makes life so blessed. The moments we share are gifts from God not to be taken lightly. The same is true of the people we share those moments with each day.
I am sure that those disciples were shocked and devastated at Jesus’ death and that they thought of all the things they wished they had said or had done while he was alive, and you know that got their second chance. The resurrection is our reminder not to forget or take for granted what we hold sacred, the people we love, our work, our families, our friends and our Church. And so when we say Alleluia Christ is Risen, let his rising in our hearts lead us each day to see those extraordinary blessings.