I wonder why in English we don’t refer to Easter as “Passover.” I suspect that for the first Christians, “Passover” is what it was all about.
And Passover means passing; it means moving; taking a step. Like Mary Magdalene and the other Mary today on the way to the tomb. They went. It was all over, but still, they went.
And after they saw the open tomb, they went again.
Peter and John ran. Then they slowed right to a stop. They entered reverently.
And Jesus was not there. He had passed over. He passed through death so that we could pass into Eternal