It’s Holy Week.  The time leading up to our celebration of the resurrection of Jesus.  Have you bought your flowery hats (do girls do that anymore) dyed the eggs, filled the baskets, and planned the dinner?

Oh. Wait.

“Maybe. Just maybe. Easter means just a little bit more;” if I may paraphrase the Grinch.

What Jesus did for us is incomprehensible! But that shouldn’t stop us from doing our best.
What is the worst pain you can imagine?
It was worse than that.
What is the most rejected you can feel?
It was worse than that.
You see, we can’t comprehend the suffering of Jesus because we have never been one with the Father for all eternity past.

That’s the suffering of Jesus.
When Jesus prayed in the garden, “if it is possible, let this cup pass from me…,”   I believe the cup included the physical pain of the most heinous death concocted by man. But I also believe the greater share of the cup was separation from His Father.

But what ever it took to bring us into right relationship with His Father, that’s what Jesus was willing to do… for you.

“God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.”                                                                                                                                                                                2 Corinthians 5:21

So, yes, let the chocolate bunnies abound.  But may they be dwarfed by the gratitude in our hearts for the sacrifice that Jesus made for us.  And may that power that raised Christ from the dead empower us to live a life worthy of such a gift.