Throughout the years of my life Easter has been hammered as something special by those near and dear to me. In my childhood, it was the day that you go looking for eggs that some genetically disturbed rabbit desultorily deposited throughout whoever’s property, with an occasional basket or two chocked-full of enamel-eating anti-dental devices (a.k.a. candy). More recently in my life’s history, it has been the day which a majority of Christians allegedly celebrate Christ’s resurrection from the dead, with perhaps a dash of the genetically disturbed rabbit interspersed hither and thither.
Since then has come light. By the grace of God, I learned in His Word that Christ’s resurrection wasn’t just an isolated event that for some odd reason meant something to Christians making salvation merely available to all, and now it’s up to men to somehow assent to this doctrine. What was accomplished in Christ’s death and resurrection was the effectual cause of Christians’ faith and hope in God. So it’s not up to me to come up with some sort of adequate faith to save myself from God’s just wrath in hell. This has been effectually caused by Christ’s work for me and other of His people. His people will believe in Him, because He died for them.
So this doctrine of Christ’s resurrection isn’t a mere cardio-pulminary-resussitative nicety that happen one day. This was the playing out of the very cause of Christians faith and hope in God, without which we’d eat and drink for tomorrow we’ll die.
By the way, as in the history of all holidays, the singled out day far obscures the doctrine it’s allegedly celebrating. So, can the holiday. Fifty-two Lord’s Days set aside by God Himself are plenty adequate for Christian special days. Which brings me to another point: Observation of the Sabbath in the Christian’s life is caused by Christ’s death and resurrection.
So, stick with what He has commanded and obey that, rather than trying to go ape with holidays.
