"When the sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint him. And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb."
Nothing is darker than a tomb. That's true both literally and figuratively. A tomb is a grim thought. But I love that words of the gospel of Mark so beautifully contrast the sunrise with the darkness of the tomb. And then there's the fact that the tomb they found was not nearly as dark as they had expected it to be.
The rays of the sun were able to shine into the opening of the tomb because the stone had been rolled away. That was true literally, and it's true figuratively in our lives. Has the light of the Easter message seeped yet into the dark places of our lives, places that might seem irredeemable? That's the hope of the Christian, that if light can reach even into the darkness of tomb and death, God can restore us to rightness and health.
May the Peace of this Easter season continue to brighten our lives.