Easter 2017 John 20:1-18 Alleluia! Christ is risen! The Lord is risen indeed! Alleluia! A few years ago, my oldest daughter went to sleep away camp for the first time. The drop-off was so much harder than I’d expected. I was completely comfortable with the place. She was going to Shrine Mont, the Episcopal retreat center and camp for this Diocese, a place where this parish goes for a weekend every summer and where I’ve been for countless clergy events. I even knew the camp director fairly well. But I was nervous. I was worried that she’d miss us, or get scared, or have a mean girl in her cabin, or feel claustrophobic with the lack of privacy. And so my stomach was clenched as we awkwardly and fairly silently gathered under the open air pavilion with the hundred or so other families waiting in line to check in their children in. Waiting to leave them in cabins with perfect strangers and kiss them goodbye and get back in our cars alone. And just then, there was