We find ourselves today not crossing seas on dry land, raising the dead, or calling fire down from Heaven; but living seemingly normal, average, and even mundane lives. How ordinary.
Christmas and Easter do indeed have a lasting and perpetual hold on even the most staunchly evangelical-Protestant hearts and minds. The problem is, there's more to the story of Christ and the gospel than Christmas and Easter.
Amid all the hustle and bustle and the rush toward Easter morning with candy at the ready and hams basted and bound for the oven; do we ever stop to think of the day when the very agent of creation, the Word of the Father whose power created all things and sustains all things was silent in the grave in the person of Jesus Christ?
There are two times when I can specifically remember bawling my eyes out during a church service and both of them have to do with... angels.