Easter Sunday The Resurrection of the Lord

The purpose of my life is eternity (John 20: 1-9)
AI
Indeed, each of us, brothers and sisters, have ever thought about the meaning of our lives. Maybe we have already started to think about what is the meaning of my life at school. Family, work, hobbies, sports …? Have we ever thought that the purpose of our lives is death? How good that this is not true, because if death were our meaning in life, I wouldn’t be here, and certainly not you. The fact that we met here today is proof that there is something in each of us. And that something or someone is the light that shines in us, more or less, but flashes. Maybe only the silk, but it shines.
KE
And that light is the primal joy of life that women have come to know in Jesus in today’s Gospel.
DI
It is a joy that death is not yet over, but is just starting. Jesus’ death was merely a “passage” to life. By making an image of the Passover, when Moses led the Israelites out of Egypt. The transition to the Promised Land lasted 40 years, but as we know from Scripture, these years were mostly just torment and torment. Hunger, thirst, infidelity, and violence perpetrated against man and God were continually changing.
A PAIR
This pasture of violence, infidelity, and anger perpetrated upon man was swept away by Jesus on the wood of the cross. But there is no sense of life in the cross. The cross is just a pasha, a transition. The purpose of life is not the cross, even if it belongs to life. The use of life is light. The light that burned in the early Church and burns between us and us. There were also burns in women who had been stirred up in Jerusalem by the message they had learned at the empty tomb of Jesus and who had roused not only the apostles but also their surroundings. They lit a fire of hope, which the soldiers tried to extinguish right from the beginning with a cup and water.
If the light only puts on, let’s not turn it off. Unless we want to stir it, let’s not turn it off. Let us put our hands on our hearts and answer the question honestly: If there was no spark of light in me, would I be here? Although I may not think he’s in me? But she is. She burns in me, and I might not see her. Someone has already lit the fire in me, and I draw from it whether I am already aware of it or not. Maybe I am not particularly passionate about the faith and the Gospel, but even in early age, I can ignite others for the values ​​of life, humanity, dignity, good and beauty. I don’t have to be a candle right now, but I can be a match like in this story.
WE
One day, the matchstick said to the candle, “I was given the task to light you.” “Oh, no,” the candle said, “don’t! When I start to burn, then my days are counted. No one will admire my beauty anymore.” But the match asked, “Do you want to stay cold and lifeless all your life?”  “But when I burn, it hurts and consumes my powers,” the candle whispered. “That’s right,” says the matchstick, “but that’s the secret of the profession. You and I are called to be light. What I can do as a match is not enough. But if I don’t burn you, I forget the meaning of my life. I’m here to kindle a fire. You are a candle, and you are here to shine, to give yourself warmth. Everything you give – pain, strength, suffering – is transformed into light. You don’t die when you eat. Others will pass your light on. But you will die if you are not what you are supposed to be.” Here the candle straightened its wick and said full of expectation, “Please burn me!”
ADE
Let us be enthusiastic about Christ. Never lose hope in life, for we do not have to be a candle, but a match or a spark because the purpose of our lives is not dark but light. Not the cross and death, but life and life with Christ. Each of us is a candle or a match, and they only make sense when they shine when they burn. We are experiencing the most significant Christian holidays. They are the secret of God’s love. Christ sacrificed for all of us on the wood of the cross, burned whole, but the light of his death did not go out. He got up to “light up” is too.
Amen.