The view outside the sealed grave was bleak. Those close to him felt the sting of death, the sadness–and now the tomb meant finality. But behind the stone silence became noise, coldness became warmth, darkness became light, mourning became joy and death became life.
When things don’t look well, don’t give up, there might be some stirring behind the stone.
4 Comments
March 24, 2008 at 5:25 pm
sis. mary,
i truly enjoy reading your uplifting and encouraging biblical stories. you are a blessing to everyone who visits your website. thank you for sharing!!
lottiek
March 24, 2008 at 5:33 pm
Happy Easter, Mary.
So true. It is darkest just before dawn…
March 27, 2008 at 1:46 pm
you inspire me every time I visit your site! Keep up the awesome work.
Nancy R
March 27, 2008 at 11:25 pm
Thanks Nancy, we just have to keep on keeping on.