04/04/2026
“Easter Morning”. The images spring quickly to mind:
A bright and sunny morning, birds chirping in the trees, a glistening church filled with people, and a veritable garden of Easter lilies adorning the altar. Men are dressed in their Sunday best and little girls delighting in bright new dresses.
The jubilant sound of the organ resounds over the assembly as the Alleluia is once again unburied and is sung like no other day of the year. The joy runs over to our homes, where Easter baskets are filled with chocolate and the sweet aroma of ham cooking in the oven teases of the feast to come.
Seventy-five years ago, for a small group of Americans and their priest, the contrast couldn’t have been more stark.
It was a cold, gray morning when the 60 or so officers made their way past the guards, up the hill to the steps of a bombed-out church. It was a motley and bedraggled congregation.
Father Kapaun looked like all the rest of the prisoners with long hair and scraggly beard. He had an old sweater sleeve on his head as a cap and an eyepatch on an infected eye, but he wore his purple confession stole around his neck.
He held up a simple crucifix he had fashioned from two pieces of wood as he began the service, reciting the Stations of the Cross from a borrowed missal.
As he spoke, the road to Calvary and the mysteries of our Lord’s Passion became real for the men, who themselves daily lived under harsh treatment and the shadow of death. We are suffering, he told the men, but Christ understands and suffers with us.
Then Father Kapaun switched tones, focusing on the Lord’s Resurrection. He reminded them that after their time of suffering they too would experience the Lord’s Resurrection, as long as they didn’t lose faith or hope.
The men exercised their faith by singing the Lord’s Prayer, loud enough so that the rest of the men in the camp could hear. No eye was dry, and none of the men who attended could ever forget the sign of hope that this Easter offered them.
The outside appearance looked very different than the vision we will see in our churches this Easter, but the reality was the same. Christ is Risen. He remains with us. Remain with Him.