A gentleman wrote into The Christian Herald magazine. In their family, he said, it was a custom to have a sing-along while traveling by car.  It helped keep their boys out of trouble and in a good mood. On one trip their eldest son, Aaron, asked if they could sing the “Gravy Song.”  “What’s that?” The rest of the family asked. “Teach it to us.” With all innocence Aaron began singing the Easter hymn, “Up from the gravy arose.” (1) 

It’s sad that the only day of the year when churches sing the gravy song is Easter Sunday. Jesus rose from the grave! He was dead. No breath in him. No life in him. Sealed up in a closely guarded tomb, already forgotten by the ruling authorities, mourned by his closest disciples, decomposing in the ground. But, as Fred Beck says, “The stone at Jesus’ tomb was bu…