It’s Easter Sunday and it’s a beautiful autumn morning here in Melbourne. We have had a really hot, humid summer so it’s really refreshing to feel the cool crisp autumn air. Only a week ago we were sweltering with 4 days in a row of 38 to 40 degrees, which broke the March records.
I couldn’t let Easter Sunday pass by without saying something about the resurrection. In the Christian story, Christ rose from the dead and lived. He lived… he didn’t die, he lived. So why the big focus on Christ’s death? What if Christ’s main teaching was that we can overcome death and live?
Maybe our human egos have turned Christ into a supernatural figure who is so different from us that we could not possibly do what he did. This gives us an excuse to go on as “mere mortals”, and not become self-realized. Maybe we couldn’t stand the excitement!
photo by bingbing