No hope. Every plan failed. Broken hearts and weeping eyes. The fear of “what now?” terrorizing even the strongest of his followers. Jesus body in the tomb was a real way to see defeat and every dream shattered.
Then hope shines brighter than the noon-day sun. Christ is no longer held by death, but he is alive. The power of God displayed. Death has no sting, sin has no grip; Christ took it all and overcame. The power of God knows no end or enemy it cannot conquer.
On this Easter morning, Lord I humble myself to the truth that this good news is available to even me…. everyday.