Holy Week - Day 8
Luke 24: 1-12
But very early on Sunday morning the women went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. 2 They found that the stone had been rolled away from the entrance. 3 So they went in, but they didn’t find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 As they stood there puzzled, two men suddenly appeared to them, clothed in dazzling robes.
5 The women were terrified and bowed with their faces to the ground. Then the men asked, “Why are you looking among the dead for someone who is alive? 6 He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead! Remember what he told you back in Galilee, 7 that the Son of Man must be betrayed into the hands of sinful men and be crucified, and that he would rise again on the third day.”
8 Then they remembered that he had said this. 9 So they rushed back from the tomb to tell his eleven disciples—and everyone else—what had happened. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and several other women who told the apostles what had happened. 11 But the story sounded like nonsense to the men, so they didn’t believe it. 12 However, Peter jumped up and ran to the tomb to look. Stooping, he peered in and saw the empty linen wrappings; then he went home again, wondering what had happened.
It Was the Third Day
It was the third day. Waking up when the son rose, the women went. Faithfully remembering the Son of God, the son of man. Their God-man dead. Their surprise was not hidden when they arrived at the empty tomb. Where is He? Gently reprimanded by the angels, their minds frantically searched: “Why do you search for the living among the dead?” Why indeed?! They knew the man they came to see was dead. They had seen him die with their own eyes…the words forgotten.
Yet, hope must have been bursting from their hearts: could it be that He is alive? This man who could raise the dead to life. Son of God. Power unlimited.
“He is not here.” Hope turns to faith as the angels spoke more. “Remember what He told you?” the angels asked, piercing the souls of the women. And they remembered. How could they have forgotten? Their faith screamed joy inside them. Excitement could not be contained. It was the third day!
Souls full, the women returned to the eleven not thinking they would be ridiculed for their faith. The first to suffer for the Cross were these women at the hands of the men that the church would be built upon. Excitement faded to exasperation as each woman’s sanity was challenged. Eleven faded to nine as Peter and John ran. Maybe they would believe if they saw for themselves:
What happened here astounds my being.
Death was true and is true no longer,
What I knew to be Truth is Truth still.
Jesus: conquering death,
In life he lives. The God-Man risen!
And He is coming back.
God seems to use the unexpected to make much of Himself. These women, the lowest in society, were the first to see the Truth. The disciples who walked with Jesus and knew Him to be the Son of God didn’t believe His words would come true. They’re just like us: forgetting or in ignorance of God’s Word. Yet, our God is gracious and abounding in steadfast love. As Jesus ascended into heaven those who doubted were offered eternal life. Those who cursed Him were forgiven and freed through repentant faith. “He opened their minds so they could understand” and everything changed. It was the third day.
And here, here we worship with joy and expectation for His return. Here we are ready always. Come, Lord Jesus. Come quickly. Amen.