The enormity of the whole thing. Jesus Christ, God’s Son, dead on a cross. The end of the beginning. Seeing , but not easy to believe….the empty tomb. Where has he gone?
‘He is not here…says the angel….He is risen!’ Searching in the most unlikely of places. Not the tomb, but in the walking and talking of the day. The surprising moment of encounter, in the ordinary day which became an extraordinary time.
Never forgotten. Held deep in our hearts and moments and days.
He is not just here, He is there, and everywhere. Alive and offering an encounter beyond our understanding, but in our daily reality.
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