On the first
day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had
prepared and went to the tomb. They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but
when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they
were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like
lightning stood beside them. In their fright the women bowed down with their
faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living
among the dead?”
Luke 24:1-5
New International Version
When my husband and I were on
vacation earlier this month, I made him stop at every old cemetery we passed.
And we passed a lot of them. I wish I could admit that I don’t know why I find
old cemeteries so fascinating, but I do know why I can’t pass up a single one.
The old headstones are beautiful, and the really old ones which are broken or crumbling
break my heart. Even more heart breaking are the stories each grave holds.
These are just a few.
And as I read each headstone
and imagine the life that led to this burial place, I hope and pray that buried
there is only the person’s earthly body. My wish is that every one of them has
been saved and now rests in the eternal arms of their Savior. I pray that
within all of these cemeteries I visit that there are no dead. That they are
alive in heaven.
Lord Jesus, thank You for the sacrifice You made on
Good Friday. Thank You for Your resurrection. Without it, we could only fear
death; now we can know the joy of eternal life. Amen.
1 comment:
A heartfelt post, I always think the same, who they were, what they did in life. I always stop & give a peaceful thought to them. Happy Easter my friend.
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