I wanted to post some random thoughts about the celebration that I really prefer to call "Resurrection Day" rather than "Easter". I hold to this preference for all the typical reasons that can easily be Googled if you aren't already familiar with them.

But this post isn't about debating the nomenclature of the season, but rather its content consists of simple reflections to add to the occasion. For us, the trip from Advent to Resurrection is fairly short. From December 25th to Resurrection Sunday usually takes us about us approximately four months or so to get there. Depending on exactly where Resurrection Day falls, it could as short as three months. Yet, in any case it is much shorter than the 33 or so years it took Jesus to make the trek.

Jesus lived for about 33 years as a man on earth. Born in Bethlehem, His life didn't take Him much further than the Judean region of modern day Palestine. But this humble figure, there in the dusty desert of Israel, changed the world. 

Christ literally filled the time from Advent and Easter with the historical redemption of mankind. Within this period, man was reconciled to God through the Lord Jesus Christ. In His perfect life, and with His perfect sacrificial death, Jesus did what no one else ever could, bring peace between a holy God and sinful man.

So, as the day approaches wherein we observe the glorious truth of the resurrected Savior, as we share in the blessings and benefits of knowing His life means life for others who place their faith in Him, may the time between Advent and Easter, remind us of the time on earth from Christ's birth to His resurrection, where salvation was accomplished for the world.