If Easter Really Happened
I don’t have to strive anymore,
or seek an identity beyond being me,
For Glory resides in me.
Christ in me, the Hope of Glory.

If Easter really happened,
the Sacrifice is finished—my penalties have been paid in full.
Pain is no longer without Counsel, nor suffering perfect Empathy.
Hope is no longer without Communion, nor the body a bond of peace.

If Easter really happened, a Savior says,
“Be still, my daughter, and cast your cares upon me.
My blood makes you white as snow—my suffering forever present to your sorrows.
Where you are weak, inadequate, boring and insecure, I seek you.
Where you are ashamed, unlovable, disappointed and tired, I love you.
Where you are addicted, adulterous, guilty and greedy, I call you My own.
Where you are, I invite you.”

If Easter really happened, Christ died to say, “Where you are, child, I am there with you. Where you are, Beloved, forever there with you, I will be.”

It is my utmost loss to live as if Easter didn’t happen,
For if Easter really happened
I am forgiven.
From all.
Forevermore.
With but a task of returning Home to such a Love
as often as I may remember.