24 Hours Ago
24 hours earlier he’d been known as #2098H36291M. Now he was at his favorite pub with his favorite side-kicks. He hadn’t had such a great day and night for a long time. Frankly, he could hardly remember his name, since his cohorts in crime were paying for it all. His favorites were Jim B, scarlet velvet, red, white (who cares?), turkey, jack or a crown! Wow what a night & day. This was more exhilarating than murdering those dudes the other day. He was out so soon that all his wounds weren’t even healed yet. Best yet he didn’t even have to go to trial. His foggy mind seemed to recall something about some loser having to take his rap for him. Poor guy; where’d my luck come from? Oh yea, something about a crown and purported kingship – that’s the connection to a crown. Oh well, poor guy.
There was blood all over the place. It was a gory, grisly scene. Body liquids & watery blood. About the only men around were the religious talking heads. They were always talking, but rarely out here on a weird day like this one. Couple of earthquakes, rumors of graves being opened, 2 criminals, and a king!? Wait a minute, this was a high holy day. Most important on the religious calendar – well at least one of the most important. Rumor has it the robed men were priests of Judaism.
Someone else said some women from up north, even from beyond Samaria were on sight. Now, believe me, that’s a rarity. Women seeing a sight like this! That was no doubt the worst spectacle they’d gazed upon. It wasn’t booked as being risqué, at least not intentionally. There were 3 men looking the worst they’d ever been. No relatives there except for the crown wearing man in the middle. Rumor has it his mother was there. Now that was pretty close to being something original. This was known as an exercise for creating shame, guilt, neglect. Not a normal farewell to life.
But wait, there was a man there apparently close to and devoted to the one wearing the crown on his profusely bleeding head. The civil crime judgment was written in 3 languages and stated He was being crucified on the treasonous charge of claiming to be “The King of the Jews.” Caesar was the king of the whole Roman Empire. Before this “king” gasped His last breath, he said to His confidant to be sure to take His mother into his home and care for her. Apparently that’s what he did.
What on earth led to such a horrific event on another otherwise holy worship day? Jealousy!
However, there’s also a back story to this whole thing. It began centuries previously, much to the displeasure of humanity’s Creator. Disobedience, selfishness, desire to be equal with the Creator, and the cunning of the villain. Men & women discovered something so invitingly natural, yet so grievous that the Creator God called it sin. This had to be reconciled so God could enjoy His friendship again with His created ones. There was only one person in all of Heaven and earth who was capable of bridging the chasm man made by his sinning. So in eternity there was the absence of One Person of the Holy Godhead for about 30+ years (whatever that might mean in eternal living). To fulfill the meaning anticipated by the suffering lamb on that holy day of the Passover, God the Son, known on earth as Jesus the Messiah, was the holy “King” who died at the appointed hour. He took onto Himself all of humanity’s sinning, bridging the chasm made by humanity’s sinfulness.
Jesus had predicted He would come back to life on the 3rdday after He died. On the 1stday of the week it happened:
“Very early on Sunday morning the women went to the tomb….They found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance….Two men suddenly appeared to them, clothed in dazzling robes….Then the men asked, ‘Why are you looking among the dead for someone who is alive? He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead!’”
Shout the news far and wide – He isn’t dead. He is alive. The Savior of all humanity is alive and well, forgiving sins, giving eternal life to all who believe in Him.
Yes – He is risen!
He is risen indeed!