From the Gospel of Luke:

On the first day of the week, at early dawn, they came to the tomb, taking spices that they had prepared.

They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in, they did not find the body. While they were perplexed about this, suddenly two men in dazzling clothes stood beside them.

The women were terrified and bowed their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here but has risen. Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, that the Son of Man must be handed over to sinners, and be crucified, and on the third day rise again.”

Then they remembered his words, and returning from the tomb, they told all this to the eleven and to all the rest.

Now it was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the other women with them who told this to the apostles. But these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them.

But Peter got up and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; then he went home, amazed at what had happened.

That first Easter came at a frightening time for the people involved. We are in the middle of another unnerving period today with the coronavirus pandemic. Church buildings are closed this Easter Sunday, and while technology allows all to attend services virtually, there won’t be pipe organs and choirs this year. I’ll miss hearing Christ the Lord Is Risen Today, one of my favorite hymns; however, since this is a season of adapting and doing things differently, I humbly present the hymn on ukulele:

Wishing you a joyous Easter during a disquieting time.