The earth shook violently and the angel rolled the stone away from the entrance to the tomb. The guards posted at the tomb were paralyzed with fear. Before them stood an angelic being, bright white and like flashing lightening. The empty tomb stood before them. Only grave clothes laid perfectly where once the Son of Man's body laid embalmed. The giant stone had been rolled away and the seal broken. Death lost it's sting. The grave gave up the only One who could save the entire world.
Glory has been revealed. The light illuminates as dawn breaks forth. Bright orange, crimson and golden hues radiate toward my heart. The speak loud to the depths of my fears. I remember this morning that the stone has been rolled away taking with it all my sin. The road to Golgotha, the suffering and pain endured on the cross was not in vain. The veil was torn top to bottom. It all makes sense now.
I am trying to push the stones that are hindering me from seeing the risen Christ. Are their obstacles preventing you? Like fear? So often I hear the words...do not be afraid. It is human to have this feeling. Thankfully my fears are rolling away. I have discovered this truth as I ponder and survey the cross, the death and resurrection. At the garden the women came early to anoint the body with spices, to be alone, to ponder. They were struck with great fear for the body was not there in the tomb. They had forgotten Jesus words. The angel gives them a task: go and tell the disciples. It's a call to action. I can replace my fear by taking action. Isn't this the Great Commission? I am called to yield myself to God to be used to bring the Good News to others, both by my example and by my words.
Fear motivates. It is possible to obey the call to action and still be gripped with fear. Yet these women completed the task and made it to the disciples bringing them the Good News.
News travels fast. The Sun has now risen and taken it's place in the morning sky. It is easy to forget the glory of the rising sun...bleeding colors...piercing my soul.
So this Resurrection morning I remember and I roll my fears away. I embrace my duty tell others that He is Risen and is alive. This morning the children at church will be making Jesus story crosses. I hope to post some photos of these. We need to share the Story. Wishing you a blessed Resurrection Sunday as we celebrate together HE IS RISEN!