But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared.
And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus.
While they were perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel.
And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them,
“Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but has RISEN. Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, that the Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men and be crucified and on the third day rise.”
And they remembered his words, and returning from the tomb they told all these things to the eleven and to all the rest.
-Luke 24:1-9 ESV
This, my friends, is the most magnificent of true stories. Today marks the climax in the great story ever told. What a hero Jesus was, as a man. Fully God he could be perfect, but fully man he must endure every trial as a man.
What he must have felt as he died! the crushing burden of every sin ever in history. What he must have felt when he rose! the completion of the greatest task, the victory of the greatest battle. Death is defeated! Its sting can no longer hurt those who belong to Him.
What an honour to follow him! An honour I have done nothing to deserve.
Jesus is the king of Heaven. Yet he came to this lowly earth to serve and save us, treacherous humans.
And how do I repay him? I don’t show it on here, but I’m short-tempered, often exploding at my siblings when they’ve done nothing to deserve it. Moodiness, anger, lying, cowardice, every time I sin that is one more sin my King had to bear. Yet he loves me still.
Because of this, what can I do but follow him to my utmost? Would I not be the smallest, meanest, most ungrateful pig that ever roamed this earth if I did not offer everything I have to the King who gave me everything? I don’t know about you, but I could not live with myself.
Sure, life is hard. I know plenty about that right now. But he has given me hope. He is doing his utmost to bless me, to love me. He has promised that all I need give him is myself.
At the camp I went to a couple of months ago, my leader asked us, “When you get to Heaven’s Gate, and God asks you ‘Why should I let you in?’ what would you say?”
Just something to think about.
For Christ Alone!
~Dragon_Rider06