Easter Day

We stood in church and sang the hymns, the boys with their shirts tucked in for once, me in a tie for once. Caleb had written on his notepad: “He is risen. He is risen indeed. Eastre Day. Amen.”

We sang the hymns and the sound of it would make even the heaviest heart lighter, the kind of lightness that makes you want to sing at the top of your lungs, even if all the hymns were written by people with high voices, the kinds of voices that seem to reach heaven so easily. So I sang that way, loud and not always in tune, and tried to push my words up past the clouds, so that God might hear a whisper, or the echo of a whisper. I sang that way, and I wondered, “Is there grace in your cup for me?”

And the answer came back in the voices of my brothers and sisters, for when we sing to God we are also singing to one another, and to ourselves. The stone has been rolled away, the cup that held bitterness has been refilled with life, and the world has been forever changed. He is risen, indeed.


  1. Michael

    He is risen indeed.

    Sometimes as I sing praises to our Lord, I, too, pray that He will hear my voice.

    Other times, given my off-pitch enthusiasm, I pray He has a mute button so He doesn’t have to hear that awful racket. 😛

  2. mizmell

    Your post reminds of Easter Mass with my two (once) little girls. The songs of praise, the families all together,–always made tears come to my eyes. The site of all that beauty and goodness filled my heart to the point I felt it would burst like a balloon.

  3. Marc V

    And let us consider one another in order to stir up love and good works, not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as is the manner of some, but exhorting one another, and so much the more as you see the Day approaching. (Heb. 10:24-25)

    Stir up the gift!

    The Lord loves harmony, and doesn’t mind a few “out of tune” voices when they are lifted up to Him. I need to encourage my youngsters to sing along, rather than just stand around and look like they would rather be someplace else.

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