The One who said blessed are the poor and hungry and weeping and persecuted and woe to the rich and well fed and laughing and well thought of, now had really turned things upside down. A lot of what Jesus said and did was radical and revolutionary. But on Easter Sunday he launched the revolution against death itself. The ultimate tyrant is exposed as a paper tiger and, by extension, so is every tyrant.
Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?