In Longdendale, at sunrise, there was some light in the sky. But it was a while before the sun became visible in the valley.
The story of Jesus’ resurrection is messy. Some people believed that Jesus was alive, some didn’t. Many didn’t really understand. It took time (and Pentecost) before a nucleus of disciples really got going.
We pray and pray, but the world still seems consumed by darkness. Christians all over the world pray, but what MAGA Christians and the Russian Orthodox hierarchy pray for are very different things from what I pray for.
Nevertheless I will pray.
I will pray for the love of Christ. I will pray for a world of peace and justice. I will pray to be given more understanding of what that even means.
Christ is alive: may that be so in this world of pain and brutality.