Speaking of the morning when Jesus rose from the dead, songwriter, Jim Croegaert, poses a question in the verses of his song, “Was it a morning like this?”
Was it a morning like this
When the Son still hid from Jerusalem
And Mary rose from her bed
To tend the Lord she thought was dead
This songs constantly fills me with joy whenever I hear it. But today, although the joy is present, I am also struck with the awareness of how miraculous things occur in the mist of the ordinary.
On the night that Jesus was born, shepherds were doing what they always did at night while caring for sheep. Innkeepers were likely doing what they always did after seeing to their guests. So it was on the morning He rose from the dead with all power in His hand. It was most likely a morning like many other mornings in Jerusalem. But it was also a morning like no other.
And so it is with our lives, His sacred presence can enter into an ordinary day full of mundane things and transform it into a day we will never forget. He comes into the ordinary and makes it glorious.