The Day After

What do you do the day after?
The day after the day that He rose?
What do you do to remember?
What do you do so that others may know?

Is there still awe in your countenance?
As you answer, He’s risen indeed.
Is there amazement and joy in your heart,
As the Easter story you read?

Or is it ho-hum…it is over.
Over till this time next year.
Put the baskets away for another day.
In the attic, not far back but near.

Is that all there is the day after?
Has our memory grown shorter with time?
Have we lost our perspective as we try to fit in?
More the world’s story now and not mine.

How easy it is to forget Him,
The day after the day that He rose.
How easy to pack Him up neatly,
In boxes with sweet little bows.

Boxes so easily pulled off the shelf,
When we need our spiritual lift.
Boxes to put away neatly,
When we’ve no time to think of His Gift.

How much different should be our day after?
Our joy so contagious it shows.
The truth on our lips as we tell it.
Tell the story of how He arose.

How the Father planned our salvation.
How the Son accomplished it so.
How the Spirit applies the truth to our lives.
It is with us wherever we go.

How our Savior should not have been there
On the cross that was truly for us.
To satisfy the wrath of a holy God,
Who is loving, but who also is just.

How should we live the day after?
With our mouths and our lips tightly closed?
Oh, but to live the day after
In His truth, shouting, YES! He arose!

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We are a fickle people.
We go from one thing to another with too much ease.
We pack away one holiday and get ready for the next one.
We never take time to breathe!

Do we ever savor the moment?
Do we ever really let it sink in?
In our rush, do we fail to ponder the significance of what we are celebrating?

What do we do the day after, the day after the day that He rose?
How has the truth of the Resurrection changed us?
We are Resurrection people!
We live on the other side of that pivotal moment in history.

In the Old Testament, faith meant WAITING.
In the New Testament, faith means FOLLOWING.

How well are we following?
Are we good witnesses for Him?
HE IS ALIVE…but is He alive in us?
Do others know Him through the testimony of our lives?

What do we do the day after, the day after the day that He rose?

But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. (2 Corinthians 4:7-10)

Look at any ordinary clay pot.
An ordinary clay pot is transformed when a beautiful plant is placed inside.

We are God’s ordinary clay pots!
Nothing special on our own but absolutely exquisite because of His treasure inside.

As believers, we have His Spirit within us.
We carry around Jesus’ death, so that the life of Jesus can also be revealed.
His Resurrection Life.

That should stagger our minds!
Resurrection People, on the other side of the cross, on this side of eternity.
Living between the two advents.
Jesus came. He died. He was buried. He rose again. Jesus is coming back!

What do we do the day after, the day after the day that He rose?
We live.
We testify.
We wait.
We watch.
We obey.
We pray.
We hope.

HE IS ALIVE but is He alive in us?

Live so that others will see that HE IS ALIVE!
THAT is what you do the day after!