The other day in a conversation with a friend she remarked that she didn’t understand why anyone would post anything about their faith or politics on Facebook, because she didn’t think that we as normal, everyday people are the ones who will bring others to Christ. That, in fact, is what Jesus has called all of His followers to do: Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” (Matt. 28:19-20)

Today our church is hosting 20 different Easter egg hunts across the area, not because we believe in the Easter bunny, but because we go to where people are and invite them to our Easter service so that they can hear the truth. “How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them?” (Romans 10:14)

Below is a devotional by that spoke to me – go to the world and shine a light in the darkness.

Darkness flooded the landscape, but I stood in a luminous tent — a light on a hill. Sprinkled around me were strings and clothespins, filled not with garments but white cards marked by handwriting.

Please pray for my mother, who is fighting cancer. Pray that I will be able to pass my exams. Pray that my friend will escape depression. Please pray that I will be willing to have more faith.

Plea upon plea had been scribbled down, clipped high, waiting. Waiting for an answer. The needs and wants and burdens of the university’s campus were on display, and initially my mind felt feeble, as if their weight would crush me if I dared to read them all. Then I remembered: God is victorious.

That was why I was there, why everyone in the tent was there. Some worshipped the Lord through song, others were holding hands in supplication, while still more faithfully planted themselves by a front table, beckoning students to cast their cares upon God. This was the 24-7 prayer tent set up in the week leading to Easter Sunday. This tent arose year after year, not to mourn over our broken world, but to shine forth the truth that Jesus Christ had overcome it. “In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” (John 1:4-5)

Now I am a college alumna, but these memories stand clear, and encourage me today. The sweet fellowship with other brothers and sisters in Christ in the wee hours of the morning will never be forgotten, because it demonstrated faith exercised at its fullness. Faith in Jesus, celebrated in community, proclaiming His love to the world.

Together we praised our Savior and interceded for our peers, knowing that His resurrection was the proper response to every request around us. Though I am far from that grassy college quad, I hold dearly to that truth — that because He is risen, we can rise each day with fresh, fresh hope. I know Jesus is ready and able to answer our deepest longings, because He already did at the empty tomb.

God had come among us, and He did not leave defeated. No, Jesus conquered sin and death and thus enables us to do the same, starting now. We are completely alive in His grace! “But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ — by grace you have been saved — and raised us up with Him and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages He might show the immeasurable riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus.” (Ephesians 2:4-7)

Now alive with and in Him, we can testify before others about His life-giving power, this Easter season as well as every season here and in eternity.