Year 8-Day 104: Today, I am grateful "He is risen, indeed!"
The day after Easter. Does everything go back to normal?
This year, nothing feels normal with quarantines and Covid-19. Right? But this IS the day after Easter. Nothing should feel normal. We have new life. We have been redeemed. We are joint heirs with Jesus when we respond to the offer... the gift... the victory... and embrace a new life.I just watched Liz Curtis-Higgs talking about the women of Easter morning. She always make me smile. She can tell a story like few others. Her retelling of the Easter morning events brought it to life, erasing the 2000 plus years in between.
After the women reported to the men what had happened, some of the guys ran to the tomb. Did they not believe the girls? Let's face it, we are inclined as humans to want to see things for ourselves.
This little snippet of scripture adds additional credibility to the women's story:
saying, “The Lord has risen indeed, and has appeared to Simon!” -Luke 24:34
As Jesus appeared initially to a select few, and then to his disciples in a group... they were slowly able to process the reality of the incredible. They were witnesses to the crucifixion, the burial and then... the proof of resurrection.
As word of the resurrection spread, so did the anticipation of seeing Jesus for themselves. In time, the proof of his resurrection was hard to deny as more and more people encountered Jesus. Some were hoping for the experience. Others were surprised when Jesus showed up unexpected.
Is that how it is today? While some long to spend time with Jesus, others are surprised when He shows up. Miracles are still happening. His resurrection is still bringing new life.
Today, I am grateful "He is risen, indeed!"
He had walked the road to Emmaus with them, and unbeknownst to them, He was their Saviour. As they walked with Him, He opened up the Scriptures from within His own heart, and, as He read to them from His memory about Himself, their hearts were aflame - but the eyes of the risen Jesus' travelling companions only opened when He resin driveways colours had vanished, having broken bread with them that third evening in that Village.
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