Saturday morning I read the four gospel accounts of the resurrection. The anticipation began to build for Sunday morning. On the first day of the week, the two Mary's (neither the mother of Jesus) went to the tomb to anoint Jesus body with spices. John records that Mary Magdalene was weeping. Had Mary cried herself to sleep the night of Jesus crucifixion? Did she even sleep that first night? The events of the day and what she had seen must have been tormenting her relentlessly. No thoughts of Jesus having raised from the dead. Just grief. Matthew records that the two Mary's were trying to figure out who they were going to get to roll the large stone aside. Grief-stricken faces changed to fearful faces as they encountered an angel of the Lord when they arrived at the tomb. The guards at the tomb had trembled with fear at the earthquake as the angel descended, whom God had sent to roll the stone away. The angel's appearance was like lightning. Imagine the terror on the guard's faces. Matthew recorded that the guards shook and became like dead men, they were so terrified. They didn't see Jesus walk away. Their faces were buried in the ground. But the angel told the women not to be afraid. But they were afraid. Fearful faces and tear-stained faces. The angel knew they were looking for Jesus, the body of Jesus, but the angel said they weren't going to find Him there because He had risen as He said He would. And then the angel instructed them to go tell His disciples that He had risen. Matthew tells us that they left quickly, running, with fear and great joy on their faces. How do those two emotions express themselves on faces, at the same time? We are told that Mary Magdalene encountered Jesus first. She was still overcome with grief, after her angelic encounter. She thought that Jesus was the gardener. Jesus asks her why she is weeping and who she is looking for. Then He says her name. "Mary." Recognition of Him envelopes her, she clings to Him - her face surely expressing great joy, through the tears. The women run and tell the eleven, but the eleven don't believe them. Luke says it seemed like an idle tale to them. Sarcastic disbelief on their faces, even though Jesus had told them He would rise. But it did move Peter and John to get up and run to the tomb. John made it first and stopped at the entrance of the tomb. Peter followed and didn't stop but goes all the way in. Peter sees the linen cloths lying there, the face cloth folded up, separate from the linen cloths. Disbelief on Peter's face turns to marveling. John then enters, sees the empty tomb and the cloths, and the disbelief on his face turns to belief. His eyes and face must have been shining now. Jesus had risen, just as He said!
Jesus is risen, and because He lives, we will live too. Someday our faith will be sight. Someday we are really going to get to look into the face and eyes of our Beloved Savior. For me, I'm convinced it will be through tears of great joy, along with wonder, and marveling.
Today has been a wonderful day, spent first celebrating with Harvest Bible Chapel, Spring Lake, our beloved online Michigan church. Such joy seeing the grinning, transformed-by-Jesus faces of twenty-two of His saints, as they were baptized at the end of the service, impromptu - the testimonies were precious. And then the celebration moved to our home church here in Port Orchard, at Christ the Rock Community Church. More baptisms and precious testimonies and tears of joy, seeing such joyful, Jesus loving faces.
Thank You Jesus, for the cross. It transforms hearts, then faces.
I'm shifting gears a bit now, but it's still about faces. I promised you some pictures of Charlie, and Ben, and Mai. They are in this album, along with more faces of the people I love that I spent the afternoon with...I trust that you, friends, had a wonderful day, too.
Ok, here's a sneak preview, before you click on the link...
Jesus is risen, and because He lives, we will live too. Someday our faith will be sight. Someday we are really going to get to look into the face and eyes of our Beloved Savior. For me, I'm convinced it will be through tears of great joy, along with wonder, and marveling.
Today has been a wonderful day, spent first celebrating with Harvest Bible Chapel, Spring Lake, our beloved online Michigan church. Such joy seeing the grinning, transformed-by-Jesus faces of twenty-two of His saints, as they were baptized at the end of the service, impromptu - the testimonies were precious. And then the celebration moved to our home church here in Port Orchard, at Christ the Rock Community Church. More baptisms and precious testimonies and tears of joy, seeing such joyful, Jesus loving faces.
Thank You Jesus, for the cross. It transforms hearts, then faces.
I'm shifting gears a bit now, but it's still about faces. I promised you some pictures of Charlie, and Ben, and Mai. They are in this album, along with more faces of the people I love that I spent the afternoon with...I trust that you, friends, had a wonderful day, too.
Ok, here's a sneak preview, before you click on the link...
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