Sitting on my porch sipping coffee this morning I can’t help but think about how Jesus's followers felt the morning after the crucifixion. The lost feeling not knowing what the last three years of their lives meant. Perhaps they themselves never realized as they followed Jesus around exactly why they had been doing it, and having it all ending in a way that none of them could have predicted. Sitting alone after something like that many thoughts could go through a persons mind. Wondering what is the point of continuing on. Utter and complete hopelessness that comes without Jesus in your life. I remember this feeling in my own life, and I know that I am surrounded by a world that sits alone when the music stops and the grander of a life they have built for themselves fades away they are left with a feeling of emptiness. The disciples on that Saturday morning did not understand that there was a purpose. They didn’t see the hope that was coming from the cross. Jesus was coming back! He was coming back in such a way that none of them would ever have to have that empty feeling in their lives ever again! He was coming back to offer for a world forever a hope that no one could ever take away regardless of how empty you think your life is. Jesus reached out to you on the cross that day, all those years ago, and is still reaching out today. When you are sitting there, and the party is over, and everyone has gone home Jesus is still there. You don’t have to wait for Sunday morning to see the empty tomb, it’s still empty, and Jesus is still alive, and wants you to know that He cares for you, and He loves you.
