(Several years ago, my oldest daughter, Makenzie was killed in a traffic accident. Below is a re-post from our first Easter without her):
We have been comforted by many people over these last months after Makenzie’s death. This week has provided countless opportunities for people to send their well wishes as we walked through Holy Week without Makenzie. (Another of the “firsts” that we, who have lost loved ones, must endure).
One sentiment has repeated itself from several people. “Just think. This is Makenzie’s first Easter in Heaven.” Truthfully, that was my thought as well because my human experience is the template through which I process life in heaven. I have no choice but to think that my daughter, Makenzie lives there but follows the time table of here.
I know better. It is not her first Easter in Heaven. She has not been counting the minutes to have an Easter Egg hunt or eat egg-bake before the sunrise service. She has not been fiddling with her Easter dress in the pew, waiting for the Heavenly choir master to raise his arms and cue the first chord of the hymn “Jesus Christ is Risen Today!”
The truth is EVERY DAY IS EASTER IN HEAVEN! All the joy and laughter is a 24-7 deal. The pomp and circumstance is multiplied a million-fold as Makenzie, along with so many others, celebrate what Jesus has done for the entire world! The partying does not end! The dancing does not slow! The music does not wane! Makenzie is whooping it up, praising her Savior and never wanting to stop! (And we are there too but that’s another post for another day).
I can’t tell you how happy and hopeful that makes me this Easter. Yes, it is another “first-without-her.” Yes, I wish I could see her crack open a hard-boiled Easter egg and fish out the yoke. Yes, I would love to give her an Easter hug and hear her whisper “Happy Easter, Daddy.” But how can I not be deeply, profoundly grateful to my risen Savior for letting Makenzie in on the party? How can I not worship Jesus for giving His life so that she can have hers? If He hadn’t done what He did, I would never see Makenzie again. But this Easter I celebrate because Makenzie is in my future and not in my past. And I celebrate because EVERY DAY IS EASTER IN HEAVEN!