Early on the first day of the week, the women went to the tomb.
They went to perform a service, out of love for one they had lost.
They went to fulfill their obligations, the expectations of their faith.
They never expected what they would find: an empty tomb.
They never expected an earthquake, or angels, or Christ himself.
We come with our expectations, our emptiness and our hopes.
We come with the crosses we have carried, the stones that block our way.
We come to meet the Christ and to hear his greeting.
We come to remind each other that nothing
Nothing can separate us from the love of God.
Christ is risen!
Christ is risen indeed!
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