I've been finishing up my Easter sermon today, and thinking about the trouble with Easter.
The trouble with Easter, I think, is not that believing in Jesus' resurrection is so hard. We've believed in stranger things happening. It's in believing that we can have new life. That's the hard part. God is powerful, but powerful enough to actually change me? Change the world? Ha!
But if new life isn't actually possible for us, Easter doesn't mean anything.
My brother has a post just up that seems very Easter-y to me, along these lines. Check it out.