Day 143. Another in the Fire Part 6

And should I ever need reminding
What power set me free
There is a grave that holds no body
And now that power lives in me

Another in the Fire, Hillsong UNITED

Jesus’s sacrifice was amazing enough in itself. I mean, God became flesh and took on the sins of the world because he loved us that much. But that’s not the end of the story.

On that cross, Christ died. He was really, truly and completely dead. It didn’t seem like a victory. How could this be the end of the story? How can one kill a God? Was it all a lie?

I can only imagine the thoughts running through people’s heads that day. The faithful doubting. Wondering how the man they saw doing such miraculous things could now be in the grave? The pious bragging and smug in their apparent victory. Mary, the mother of Jesus, wondering if she had been wrong all those years before when she had seen and heard an angel telling her that she would be blessed.

From Friday to Sunday, the world was in chaos. Darkness. Earthquake. Shattered hopes. A torn veil.

But on Sunday…on Sunday everything changed again.

The women who went to take care of the body found no body. The grave had been robbed! Not by men but by angels who had rolled the stone away and made way for Jesus to overcome the final obstacle; death.

Jesus didn’t stay dead.

His enemy and ours, Satan, couldn’t hold him down. He wasn’t about to let a little thing like a crucifixion keep him from the people he had so lovingly created. The cross and the empty tomb, together they tell the whole story. The story of a God who loves us so much and who is so powerful not even the grave can defeat him.

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