50 Days of Easter
"Doing one thing every day may not change the world, but will change us."
On Easter Sunday, anything seems possible. The triumph of life over death and heaven over hell seems to resound throughout a world poised on the cusp of spring.
But it’s hard to hold on to the euphoria of resurrection for fifty days. White lilies fade and are discreetly removed from the altar, the spring rush of baseball and soccer starts. As the planet spins one day to the next, we get caught up in ordinary life until one day that newness of purpose is gone altogether.
Faith is a like a muscle: healthier when exercised. In the years after the resurrection, the Church flourished because Christianity wasn’t just something you did on Sundays and holidays. It was something radical—something so powerful, so threatening to the establishment that claiming it could get you fed to wild animals. That kind of commitment changes what you do and think and say every day.