A life-changing operation offers sight to a sixty-six year-old woman who had been born blind. She describes her overwhelming delight at seeing her local grocery store’s produce section, feasting her new eyes on the magnificent colors. She told news reporters that she wanted to taste each fruit again to fully experience its multi-sensory spectrum of beauty. Imagine her first view of the sunrise.

Two women rush to the gravesite of a beloved teacher. Upon arrival, they find an empty tomb. Grief floods their perception, and they struggle to comprehend what is happening. Through her muffling sobs, Mary can hear a man asking who she seeks. Tears blind her as she begs this fellow to tell her if he knows where she can find the missing body.

“Mary.”

When Jesus calls her by name, she sees at last. She recalls His words and understands. Since creation, there has never been a new day like this one. It is dawn, and everything has changed. 

He calls the grieving and lost souls by name. We need only ask to claim His offer of peace, made possible through the sacrifice of His body. Those who seek light in this world of death and darkness can have hope. A new dawn awaits.

Receiving Christ rebirth us into life in a fresh spectrum of hope and joy. Everything changes. Yet another new perspective lingers on the horizon. A brilliant feast for senses and spirit lies beyond our view. When believers enter heaven, they enjoy the dawn of unimaginable glory for eternity.

Praise be to my Risen Savior, Who opened my eyes and brought me to dwell in His love. Praise be to my Lord, Who opens my spirit to new wonders of His glory each day, now and forevermore.

May the Light of the World dawn into your hearts with a fresh glimpse of eternal splendor this Easter.

 

“…two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot…asked her, ‘Woman, why are you crying?’

‘They have taken my Lord away,’ she said, ‘and I don’t know where they have put him.’  At this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not realize that it was Jesus.

He asked her, ‘Woman, why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?’

Thinking he was the gardener, she said, ‘Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.’

Jesus said to her, ‘Mary.’

She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, ‘Rabboni!’” (John 20:12-16)