Easter Morning.
by culhwch on Apr.12, 2009, under general blog
If yesterday was such a long one, perhaps the next morning was one of the shortest. But maybe it was long in its own way. Maybe it was just so filled with so much running around, so many messages that must have seemed more like rumors to them, that the day was completely outside of time. They must have been incredibly confused. First He was dead, now he’s alive.
One moment your walking into Jerusalem, thinking, now we have a new king, now we have somebody who knows us, who listens, whom God has incredibly blessed. The next moment, our hope is gone, raptured away. Then this morning, we hear that He’s not in the grave anymore. My heart just leaps within me. The doubt which doubted doubt now ruptures, explodes, and tingles in the arms. Really? He’s alive? But He was dead? Yes! and Yes! When have such things happened before. Not even did Moses do this!
They must have thought that Jesus was now going to continue to take on the thrown. That he was going to march up to Herod, as God’s chosen one, as the next messiah. Instead, He was the Messiah. This week was going to be different.
