The Easter Parade is passing on us this morning. Dawn is whispering the arrival of hope in the heart of humanity. Dawn, when the women and the disciples stand in humble awe before the open tomb. He is not here. He is arisen. Up from the grave he arose, Jesus, our Savior, Christ our Lord. He arose. He arose.

Hallelujah, Christ arose!

Wordsworth wrote, "Bliss it was to be alive in that dawn."

Dawn when the dew was damp and the day was wrapped in the swaddling clothes of hope. Dawn when:

"... down the long and silent street
The dawn with silver-sandalled feet
crept like a frightened girl."
(Oscar Wilde)

Dawn. Sabbath day has passed and now the first day of the week has arrived. Dawn when Mary Magdalene came to the tomb of Jesus. She had come to mourn the death of hope, the loss of the Lo…