The Turning Point of That First Resurrection Sunday

We do not always know what events really matter in the long run. There’s an unhelpful way to be cynical, sure, the person who waits endlessly to make any sort of conclusion. But there is also an unhelpful way to be sure, the person who jumps to conclusions before any questions are asked.

I am old enough to remember when the shot fired at Trump guaranteed his election victory. And he did win, and perhaps the assassination attempt was an ingredient, but the momentum wasn’t as obvious in the news cycle three days later, let alone just four months later on ballot counting day.

The murder of the woman minding her own business on the light-rail train in North Carolina, the murder of a man trying to engage in friendly debate, these are images from recent weeks (to whatever extent you watched) that should fire us up. I’ve seen so many declare that this is a “turning point,” using the name of Charlie Kirk’s organization (TPUSA). And maybe. Let us pray that it is.

But the masks mandates, that have been proven unnecessary—yet still people wearing them, and the vaccine job requirements, that have been proven to cause dangerous side effects as well as having lost in courts-yet still our state is making laws to push COVID needles into our arms. These have not really rallied people to reality like they should have.

And yet, Christian, don’t lose heart. Keep heart because the Lord’s Table moves us to remember the great news, the turning point of that first resurrection Sunday. God’s Son came, He was crucified, and the Father raised Him and gave Him all authority on heaven and earth. This is the greatest event, it is the saving event, it is the predestined event (Acts 4:27-28), it is the life-changing and fruit-producing and weak-knee-strengthening and drooping-hands-lifting event (Hebrews 12:12).