Easter?

Now after the Sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary came to look at the grave.
And behold, a severe earthquake had occurred, for an angel of the Lord descended from heaven and came and rolled away the stone and sat upon it.
And his appearance was like lightning, and his clothing as white as snow.
The guards shook for fear of him and became like dead men.
The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid; for I know that you are looking for Jesus who has been crucified.
"He is not here, for He has risen, just as He said. Come, see the place where He was lying.
"Go quickly and tell His disciples that He has risen from the dead; and behold, He is going ahead of you into Galilee, there you will see Him; behold, I have told you."
And they left the tomb quickly with fear and great joy and ran to report it to His disciples.
And behold, Jesus met them and greeted them. And they came up and took hold of His feet and worshiped Him.

I wanted to write a spectacularly well-thought-out post about the significance of this weekend... I just feel inadequate to describe the importance and the awesomeness of it all.

I can't imagine being in one of those women's sandals. To have watched Him die and to see Him alive just three days later! Wow!

What an amazing moment in history. More than any other day, I am thankful for Easter Sunday... if Christ had died on the cross, but stayed in the tomb, I would be lost.