I was just thinking about what it must have been like the day after that first Easter Sunday. Before that Sunday morning all of the hopes, dreams, and aspirations of those first disciples had been smashed against the reality of an angry mob, a cruel cross, and a dead Rabbi.
They thought He was the One. They had given up everything to follow Him. They had seen His miracles. They had heard His teachings. They had seen the crowd cheer wildly for Him as He had entered Jerusalem only a few days earlier.
What happened? Where did it all go so terribly wrong? Now, rather than being hailed as heros, they’re hiding in fear. The zealot no longer felt very zealous. James and John are wondering if their dad will take them back on the boat. Matthew is trying to figure out what an unemployed tax collector is supposed to do now.
“What’s that banging at the door? Have they come to arrest us? It’s Mary. I can’t even understand half of what she’s saying. Calm down Mary! What do you mean you’ve seen him? Seen who?”
The disciples were never the same after that day. Come to think of it, the world has never been the same since that day. Hopelessness turned into hope. Despair gave way to joy. Peace conquered fear. “Oh death, where is your victory? Oh death, where is your sting?” (1 Cor 15:55) I’d say that empty hole in the ground was a game changer.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.