We find ourselves today standing in the glow of the news of the Resurrection so brilliantly proclaimed just two days ago on Easter Sunday, a truth so incredible it takes us eight days to say it and fifty days to celebrate it. Eight days for the Octave of Easter in which we now find ourselves, which reverberates with the echoes of the seemingly incomprehensible news that not only has the Messiah come, but he has come as one of us; not only has he come as one of us but he even went so far as to die for us; that not only did he die for us but he has risen just as he said – risen not only as a ghost but with his wounded body intact and indeed glorified. Let us take the time this eight days, this fifty days, to allow these truths – these mysteries – to sink in not only to our hearts but our heads.
Surrexit Dominus, alleluia, alleluia!
Surrexit Dominus vere, alleluia, alleluia!
