In Between

Today is the Middle Day. The one between Good Friday and Easter. The one that’s halfway between grief and joy. Perhaps that’s why the sights I encountered on my drive around town this afternoon seemed especially appropriate.

It began with a short journey to a nearby funeral home where I offered support to a family who had lost not only one but two loved ones in a short span of time. There were tears, of course, and picture boards, and a video tribute, and strategically placed bowls of the beloveds’ favorite candies. Some of the other visitors mentioned how odd it was to have a memorial service on Easter weekend, as if nobody had ever before thought to put death and resurrection in close proximity!

Upon leaving the funeral home and heading toward home, as I came to a halt at a red traffic signal, I noticed a porch party going on near the intersection. All kinds of people had gathered, and though they wore masks and spread out per pandemic protocol, the gang seemed to be having an exceptionally good time as they gathered near their friend. A hand-lettered banner stretched from one end of the porch to the other. It read: HONK TO WISH TIM A HAPPY BIRTHDAY! So I did.

A little further on, I came upon another crew of people meandering around the front yard of another house. From a distance I could tell they were dressed up, and as I drew closer, I could see matching gray tuxedos on three or four fellows. And just as it was registering in my mind that this might be more than a casual, impromptu gathering, I caught a glimpse of white lace as the elegant bride emerged from the elegant home. I wished I were at another traffic light! But, no, I had to keep moving on Market Street.

That’s how it is on The Great Sabbath. Death is a reality, and living continues. Tomorrow we’ll be reminded that death is a disrupter, and eternal living is a reality!

Thanks Be to God!

Pastor Chris

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