I don't have a picture for today...yet...but I have something to share.
This morning I was reading about the day that Jesus died, and when they buried Him.
It seemed so final.
It struck me how utterly HOPELESS His followers and family and friends must have felt.
Their precious Jesus had just died a horribly shocking & gruesome death.
They were laying Him in a tomb now!
He should have been on a THRONE!
They were sealing the tomb shut with a huge stone.
As the stone settled into it's final place, scraping along the stone wall, and finally stopping,
it was all over.
At least that's what they thought.
They really had NO idea what God was up to,
what glorifying redemptive act He was in the middle of!
If they had any rememberance of Jesus saying He would raise up on the 3rd day,
it was probably a foggy recollection, a dim memory,
or a doubt-laden, confusion-wrapped, huge quandary they were wrestling with.
After all He was dead, how could He raise Himself?
At least that's what they thought.
But He would rise. Victorious! (I'm still waiting to read that part!)
I want to remind you,
when life, or circumstances, or a specific situation looks at it's worst,
and it's as if all hope has been drained out,
God may have something utterly amazing waiting around the corner.
He is THAT kind of Creator GOD.
It is NOT as final as it seems.
