It’s Easter this Sunday. You know what that means: church and chocolate. Probably brunch with the family. Gotta find a clean shirt. Gotta get up early for a weekend.

When I was growing up, Easter seemed like a seriously random holiday. I could get on board with Halloween and Christmas, but I didn’t really get Easter. I was glad for the Cadbury Cream Eggs — oh, so glad! — and the chance to see my cousins, but I couldn’t tell you the point of it.

When I became a Christian, Easter was all new. And it was the best thing ever. It wasn’t just another holiday anymore.

It was a celebration of my reason to live.

The story of Easter is that God came to Earth and sacrificed His life to restore the relationship we broke with Him. Then, He beat up death and came back.

Forget the bunny. If all that is true, it changes everything.

If Jesus was willing to forgive us, even as we killed Him, we don’t have to worry about being loved: we are. If Jesus really is God and really is the one true authority, we don’t have to worry about purpose: it’s to follow Him. If Jesus actually paid for our sins and rose from the dead, we don’t have to worry about eternity: He’s taken care of it.

That’s worth celebrating.

Several people at Crossroads will be celebrating Easter as Christians for the first time. I’m excited for them. It’s a fantastic experience.

If you want, join us this Sunday and see what it’s all about. We’d be glad to have you there.