I am Lance Conrad, author of the Historian Tales series. My currently published books, The Price of Creation, The Price of Nobility, and The Weight of Swords are available through Amazon, Dawn Star Press, and other excellent booksellers. Thank you for reading!

Sunday, April 20, 2014

He is Risen!

   During my time in Ukraine, I grew quite attached to a little tradition everyone participated in during Easter. Everyone you meet would greet you with "Он воскрес!" which means "He is risen!" Then the next person would respond "Воистину воскрес!" which means "Truly He is risen!" (Roughly translated)
   It usually takes me a while each Easter to hunt down a Russian-speaking person so I can go through this little ceremony that sits so close to my heart. (Thanks Vladimir!)
   So why does it matter?
   It is the most basic tenet of all Christianity, the death and resurrection of our Savior. It is the one miracle that stands above all others. It gives us hope for light beyond the darkness of the grave.
   What does that mean for today?
   Among His other magnificent roles, Jesus the Christ stands as the ultimate example for us all. The way he lived, the way he taught, and even the way he died gives us our path through life. So on this beautiful Easter day, we are reminded of what the Resurrection means for us after death.
   But what lesson does it hold for our lives?
   Is it not to rise?
   Our lives are an endless string of trials and struggles that push us down. They grind and crush our spirits down to bitterness, anger, and hate. Our Savior endured all of these things and more, and in the end was pushed all the way down to death itself.
   But He rose.
   And so can we. We can rise from discouragement. We can rise from injustice. We can rise from sorrow. We can rise and rise and rise again, beyond all hope and reason. Could there be any greater tribute to Him that led the way?
   He has risen... and so shall we.

#Easter #Ukraine #heisrisen

1 comment:

  1. I grew up in a really conservative Baptist church (well, during the summers, anyway) and that was something we did every Easter. About fifty times that day, I would hear someone say "He is risen!" and everyone within earshot would say "He is risen indeed!"

    Through college, I often wondered why this only happened on Easter. It's not Easter today, but I can say "He is risen," and it would still be true. Of course, when I try this on Sundays, I get rather odd looks.

    Thanks for your encouragement, Lance. It's nice to have found a fellow in the literary world.