Happy Easter Sunday!
Christians often think of Easter as a story–the Story in fact. Somewhat less often, we think of Easter as history–real events that actually took place in our physical reality. While both of those things are true, how many of us have stopped to consider that it is a convergence of both? On Resurrection Sunday we remember the time when the Story above all stories touched history and left it’s thankfully indelible mark.
In the Story of Christ, we see meaning and Truth. In fact, we see nothing less than the ultimate Story of the universe. The omnipotent Creator humbled Himself and submitted Himself to torture and death to right a wrong that we, humanity, committed. In doing so, He saved us from a fate that we brought on ourselves and fully deserve. It is the Story laid down with the foundations of the earth, and therefore the base for all other stories that we affect to call “good” that we may write ourselves. As I believe Lewis said of Lucy in the magician’s study, it is the story that other “good” stories remind us of.
And yet, in the life of Christ, we see that Story impact the world in real, factual ways. Christians do not believe in Christ as simple myth–He is far more than that. He is the living God, and He walked this earth as surely as Homer, Caesar, Napoleon, Washington, and you and I. The Story became more than just literature; it became history. Had you been there that day, you could have watched it all happen, just like you watch the things going on around you right now. We have the power of myth married to the reality of the past. It is Real as well as True.
It was no mean thing for an omnipotent, omniscient God to stoop so low and express Himself in terms that we, with our tiny, finite minds, could understand. It is the very best of literature and history together, both writ by the Author which we can only aspire to imitate in some small way. On that Day, so long ago now, the Story became history.