He Lives: Eastering on the Streets

I am so glad to be celebrating Easter with you today.  There are no better people in the world to be spending Easter with than you.  And there’s no better place to spend Easter than here at St. Martin’s Hospitality Center.  Alleluia!  Christ is risen.

Perhaps you know the hymn, “I Serve a Risen Savior”.  The first verse goes like this:

I serve a risen savior

He’s in the world today

I know that he is living

Whatever others say.

I see his hand of mercy.

I hear his voice of cheer.

And just the time I need him

He’s always near.

Then the chorus—that part of any song that cuts to the heart of the matter:

He lives, he lives,

Christ Jesus lives today!

He walks with me and talks with me

Along life’s narrow way.

He lives, he lives

Salvation to impart.

You ask me how I know he lives.

He lives within my heart.

“He lives, he lives; Christ Jesus lives today—walking with you and me along life’s narrow way.

Some folks think Easter comes only once a year.  But I know, and I think you know too that Easter didn’t wait until April 24th to appear this year.  Easter comes every day in this community.  Easter happens all around us and in us all the time.

When the good guys win, Easter happens.

When a person trades a place on the streets for a place inside, Easter happens.

When an interview goes well, Easter happens.

When a job is offered, Easter happens.

When a cheek is turned, Easter happens.

When a person is helped, Easter happens.

When hope is there, Easter happens.

Easter comes every day in our community.  Easter comes with the rising of the sun.  Easter comes with each dawn.  But Easter is more than just getting through the night.  Easter is a game changer.

Easter is the hope—the promise that bicycle cops or store managers or passers-by or bureaucrats or judges or jail-keeps won’t be the ones defining our reality.  The real Easter joy, the real Easter hope is the dawning awareness that though nothing has changed everything has changed.  Death does not get the last word; meanness does not get the last word; cruelty does not get the last word; indifference does not get the last word.  God and the Risen Christ get the last word.  And that word is Hope.

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