Easter.

Tonight at church we celebrated Easter.

Yes, I realize it's August, months after Easter happens on the calendar.  But that's exactly why we celebrated it.  Easter cannot be a day on a calendar.  It cannot just be the day that we have a big family meal and dress in pastels while running around the yard searching for sugar-filled pieces of egg-shaped plastic.  No, it must be more.

Luke 24 talks of the women who came to bring spices to the once-sealed tomb finding it open and empty.  It speaks of the men in dazzling apparel - breathtaking, I'm sure.  They tell the women that Jesus rose, like he said he would.  And, don't miss this, they remembered his words.  They remembered the words of their risen Savior and immediately went out and shared their excitement.  This remembrance brought thankfulness, their thankfulness added to their faith, and then they had joy and they worshiped.

Remembrance brings us to worship.

Not only on Easter Sunday - but Easter every day.  Walter Brueggemann in one of his prayer books asks the Lord to "Easter us with your newness."  And he will.  The empty tomb made a place of death into one of new life.  Let us never forget.

We all took communion, and in the breaking of the soft loaves, we remembered.

We should always remember.