Wednesday, November 18, 2009

The runner and the lunk

When you know the ending of a story, it is hard to apppreciate the feelings and emotions of the players as things were happening to them.

An unimaginable catastrophe has happened to this group of believers. They thought they had found the Messiah. Kind. Supernatural powers. Words of wonder and inspiration. But he had been killed. So what about them? What about all those wonderful teachings? Did they need to abandon the dream and go back to their ordinary lives again?

A greiving women is about to turn things on their head yet again...

1 -2 "Early in the morning on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and saw that the stone was moved away from the entrance."

She just knows that an even greater disaster has happpened, on top of the disaster of her "Messiah" dying. Now his grave has been plundered.

"She ran at once to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, breathlessly panting, "They took the Master from the tomb. We don't know where they've put him."

There were at least 11 disciples huddled together. Can you guess who left immediately. Action first! Questions later!

3 -10 "Peter and the other disciple left immediately for the tomb. They ran, neck and neck. The other disciple got to the tomb first, outrunning Peter."

John is a young man at this time. He and Peter start out, running out of the city. Both consumed with their thoughts and fears. For the first few steps, John hears the thudding feet, the heavy heaving of his elder - Peter. Soon those are behind him. Within a few hundred yards, all John hears is the wind going by him, and his own heaving as he goes down the valley, across the bottom, and charges up the hill to where the tomb is. Soon he is there. Whoa! The stone IS rolled away, just like Mary had said!

"Stooping to look in, he saw the pieces of linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in."

John stands to one side, hands on hips. Heaving, then breathing, then normal. Soon he hears the huffing and puffing like a huge bellows. Here comes Peter, red faced, powerful, stocky, determined...

"Simon Peter arrived after him, entered the tomb, observed the linen cloths lying there, and the kerchief used to cover his head not lying with the linen cloths but separate, neatly folded by itself."

Peter didn't hesitate at all. He goes right into the tomb. If there is someone in there - he is going to tear him apart limb by limb. Whoever was messing with his Lord's grave... with his Lord's body...

"Then the other disciple, the one who had gotten there first, went into the tomb, took one look at the evidence, and believed."

Gentle John goes into the tomb, now that Peter is already in there, still heaving great gasps of air.

They both saw the same thing. Empty tomb. Neatly folded graveclothes. The 80 pounds of Mhyrr and spices made the fully wrapped grave clothes like a cocoon. But the white cocoon was empty. Jesus wasn't TAKEN out he had LEFT! On his own!

The impact of that hit them both like a speeding train.




"No one yet knew from the Scripture that he had to rise from the dead. The disciples then went back home."

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