There is something about the sunrise.
No matter what country I am in, I like to go running at sunrise. In Bangkok, Thailand, I enjoyed passing people in the park who had gathered for their morning tai chi, and in Costa Rica, a man who was sweeping his driveway called out cheerily, “Buenos dias!” and told me to be careful about morning traffic.
There is one sunrise that changed the history of the world forever.
So why go back? Why look again? What were they hoping to find?
Sometimes it is hard to let go. When we respect someone, we often get emotionally attached. Think of your kindergarten teacher, or a mentor who made a difference in your life. Think of the last funeral at which you wept, longing for the person no longer there.
But what if this person is someone that you love? What if this someone is someone in whom you have placed hope? How much harder is it to let go when that person is gone?
This Easter, my prayer for you and for our missionaries around the world is that God’s new hope and new joy will be ours when the sun rises.