Sunday is the day of glory.

The world changed at daybreak. I doubt anyone understood it in the moment of it’s occurrence. In fact, most of the world was asleep, completely unaware that God was on the move. Consider it a stealth attack on our expectations. We’ve been playing catch up ever since.

How could we miss it? Haven’t we witnessed the power of the sunrise to recreate our world, to banish the darkness and the demons and all that we find fearful? There it is, on full display each morning, his mercies made new. We are the new creation; we are made new by the glory at daybreak. The shadows may recede and the fog may lift, but no greater transformation occurs than the one within our hearts. How could we miss it?

They arrive bewildered. What horror is this? Has someone desecrated the grave? But the word comes to them: He is not here, for he has risen. He has shed the fetters of death and now he is loose, free out there in the world doing God knows what. We approach the tomb filled with the same mixture of fear and amazement. We depart much like Peter, wondering what it all could mean.

And we live in the wake of Sunday’s promise, an answer to our prayer for “Someday.”

I bring you good news of a great joy that will be for all the people.

Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.

The Kingdom of God is in your midst.

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because He has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set the oppressed free, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.

I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live.

This is the glory of Sunday.

This is the power of God.

This is the Life which is the light of men.

And from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.


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