The Return

Stillness, darkness, death.
Silent as the grave, they say.
And so it was. Life had gone out of
The Lord of Life.  A quiet tomb held
Him. Until the third day. On the third day
There was a stirring. Oh, much more than a stirring.
A cataclysmic shaking. A splitting of rocks, a rolling away
Of the sealing gravestone. Or maybe it didn’t just roll, maybe it
Was KICKED.  Kicked aside in disdain. A huge dominating angel
From on high came, shoving aside death with disdain, looking like a
Strike of lightening. Crackling and brilliant. It was the pivot of all time.
From the defeat of death to the Return of Rightness to the earth.
The balance of Peace, Everlasting Life.  The return of Truth and the
Wiping away of the stains of Deception, the tarnish of Rebellion.

He was up, out and away.
Set on the work of finding us.
Calling us and saving us.

“Early on Sunday morning, as the new day was dawning, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went out to visit the tomb.

Suddenly there was a great earthquake! For an angel of the Lord came down from heaven, rolled aside the stone, and sat on it.  His face shone like lightning, and his clothing was as white as snow.  The guards shook with fear when they saw him, and they fell into a dead faint.

 Then the angel spoke to the women. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I know you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified.  He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead,  just as he said would happen.”

The Gospel of Matthew, Chapter 28 verses 1-6  New Living Translation

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