Easter Morning

At the empty tomb, the angel asked, "Why do you look for the living among the dead?" Though I have heard that question countless times, it penetrated my heart today. Maybe it was sitting in the cold, watching the sun rise over the horizon. Maybe it was the music, maybe it was the simplicity of a teenager delivering the sermon, but today I was struck. "Why do we all look for the living among the dead?" How many times do we exchange the very best that God has for us for something that we think we need, but in the end, it just leaves us longing again? I know I probably do it countless times every day. I hope that this conviction will stay with me. I pray that I won't look for the living among the dead.