The part of my mind that wanders around and asks oddball questions has long wondered what Jesus' disciples were thinking and feeling as the sun set on the day we mark as Easter Sunday. From Palm Sunday to Good Friday had been whipsaw enough, and now we have the unprecedented miracle of the Resurrection...
I don't have answers to that question, but I know that sometimes when I think about it I can also think about some things along those lines that might have an impact on my own life. Has the reality of Easter made its change in me? Does it continue? It's worth my while to wonder, and the White Sox and the Rangers are on television as an aid to meditation. I know that first Easter was in all ways the best Easter, but today's has been pretty darn good.
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