Maybe I was lacking in the “sense of humor” department. Or maybe my emotions were just too close to my skin in those days. Or maybe it’s because I was afraid of looking foolish in front of others. But when I was growing up, I didn’t much look forward to April Fools’ Day coming around.
It seemed like everyone else had pranks in mind to pull, but not me. I didn’t like to be made fun of, so I typically didn’t prank others. I didn’t want someone else to feel awkward like I often did after an April Fools’ joke.
I’m not sure how many times Easter Sunday has coincided with April 1, but in some sense, every Easter Sunday is kind of like an April Fools’ joke. What I mean is, every Easter Sunday, we remember and celebrate the fact that God took the death of Jesus and basically said to our world, “No, that’s not how it’s going down. You may think Jesus died on that cross, never to be seen or heard from again. But death is not the end. Things are not over!”
So the “joke” is on death itself. Not on a particular person or group of people. Which means that God’s “joke” doesn’t require a thick skin, or a certain IQ, or a sense of humor in order to “get it.” All it takes is a little faith. A little belief and trust.
On this April Fools’ Easter Sunday, let’s remember and celebrate the resurrection hope that Jesus’ life, death, and life after death gives us and all of God’s creation. Just as we do every Easter Sunday. And most every day of our lives. Living. Laughing. Loving. Healing. Hoping. Celebrating. Grace and peace … --Pastor Pat