Let us celebrate the feast, not with the old yeast of malice and wickedness, but with the unleavened bread of sincerity and truth. (I Corinthians 5:8)
Who knows why we celebrate Mass with unleavened bread?
Because the ancient Israelites ate unleavened bread.
Why did the Israelites eat unleavened bread?
Because they had to leave Egypt so quickly that they did not have time to let their dough rise.
Why did they have to leave Egypt so quickly?
Because Pharaoh ordered them out, after the angel of death came.
The angel of death spared the Israelites. Death’s cold, hard scythe fell on every other family of man or beast.
Death possesses a certain merciless thoroughness. Death lays his blade to every stalk. We can neither run nor hide. The harvest time comes.
But what, really, will fall under death’s blade? Only that part of us which is puffed up with the unwholesome leaven of malice and wickedness. Death’s merciless blade leaves untouched all that is sincere and true.
On Easter we rejoice and sing. On Easter we give thanks to the God Who gives us spring—and the hope of eternal spring. On Easter, some of us might even relax a little bit.
But Easter also makes the perfect time to make a resolution. Easter marks a new beginning like no other day does. The time for a fresh start has arrived.
May my life radiate the truth of God. Kindness, generosity, honesty, respect. Mass every Sunday. Some time for God every day. Everything that the scythe of death can and will cut away from me—all that is worldly, selfish, indolent, nasty, or small—let me let go of it all now, for God’s sake.
After all, God gave His life for me. Let me give my life to Him, so that He can hold it safe for eternity.
We step forward fresh today. We step forward with the living Christ, the man Who died and rose again.
Let’s leave our bad habits in the tomb. They are fit only for the tomb anyway. Our bad habits do not survive death; only the punishment we deserve for them survives.
But death has no power over the unleavened bread of our true selves. Death has no power over the saints that God has made us to be. Death has no power over anything in me that lives in God’s truth. Today is the day to begin anew with that life—life for God.