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“And they remembered His (Jesus’) words.” Luke 24:8 (HCSB)

Two agonizing days. Vivid details of the crucifixion probably replayed over and over again in their minds. The One who had walked among them was gone. Fear besieged them – what were they going to do without Him? Death had stolen away the Miracle Maker, the Healer and the Savior they had longed for. And now it all appeared to be over – it was finished. Perhaps those words settled in their minds. Echoing the passageway into grief that broke their hearts and left them wondering.

Amazing how we choose to cling to some words and easily forget others. It happens to us all in those moments when sorrow, grief or challenges deplete us of hope. Overwhelming emotions leave us weak, shaken and vulnerable. We wake up begging for reality to be a mere nightmare – a dream. We can barely remember our address and getting dressed becomes unmanageable. We walk through our days going through the motions unaware of where we are, what we’ve said and where to turn.

In the midst of their desperation, women headed to the tomb perhaps like us they just wanted to be near the one who was gone. Perhaps they longed to see His body shrouded in white just one more time. Footsteps that probably reminded them along the way – His pain, His wounds, His blood dripping and hitting the ground – their loss was real.

Love the way God shatters hopelessness with His surprising presence. Love the way women were the first to see the stone was rolled away. And love the way God meet us in our fear and doubts, reminding us all of His words – breathing promises that ignite even the weariest souls – He is alive!

“Father, life can attempt to drown out the truth but Your words rise up and transform our desperation into extraordinary moments. We are not alone – You are forever with us!”
For His Glory

Janet Martin
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