Perhaps we can learn from my friend Anne's three-year old son. After an emotionally-charged Easter service, the family was driving to Grandma's house for dinner. Little Jimmy was in the back seat singing at the top of his lungs . . . mostly gibberish until the following refrain filled the car:
"Up from the grave He arose
with a mighty triumph o'er His foes . . . .
then he waved good-bye
saying don't you cry
I'll be back again someday."
Now the little fellow had clearly mixed up two favorite seasonal songs. However, he inadvertently sang something profoundly deep. Yes, Jesus rose from the grave. Yes, He was victorious over His foes. And yes, he is coming back someday so . . . don't you cry!
Instead we are to spend our days preparing for His return. Beginning Monday, let's live each and every day filling our spiritual lamps with oil, trimming the wicks, preparing for the Bridegroom's return.
