It shouldn't feel weird. But it does. Easter isn't about anything but the cross.  It's about a journey taken for the salvation of our souls. It's about a gift so great, all of creation is affected. Yet, here I sit.  Thinking things feel weird. No church. No family gathering. Weird. How must it have felt that first Easter morning- When the sun peeked over the edge of the earth and the rays illuminated the land? The moment where you open your eyes and remember what has happened. The heaviness and ache. The first fluttering thought. The disciples and all the people had just ... View Post