The Miracle Continues

Good News: The One who came back for us  

Jesus is alive!

When Peter heard the news—or just the hint of it, he couldn’t get to the tomb fast enough. . . What if it’s true? Three days of sorrow, and inertia, and rehearsing his failure—he was ready for good news. That’s the difference between Peter and Judas. Both needed forgiveness, Peter humbled himself to go get it.

When the Centurion heard the news, something in him wasn’t surprised. Yes, he witnessed Jesus’ death. He heard Him cry “Eloi, Eloi,” then something else. He saw His head drop, His eyes unseeing, His body grey. But the way the rabbi died convinced him he was no ordinary man. Even the rocks shook at the injustice. The sun hid. If Jesus was alive, he must go find Him.

When Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus heard the news, they traded their shock and surprise with a smile at first, and then maybe full on laughter. Of all people, they knew what death looked like last Friday afternoon. In days since, their maverick move to care for Jesus upended their identity, power, and comfort with the council, but they regretted nothing. Now this amazing news proved it all worth it.

When Pilate heard the news, he cursed the political hotbed of this backwater region. He knew this situation would bite him somehow. So much for truth . . .

When Satan’s demons heard the news, ungodly groans echoed like shock waves through the satanic realm. This was God’s checkmate in their war for souls. Jesus defeated their cruel master. Their doom is now just a matter of time.

If you could hear the news again for the first time, what would you think? Surreal? Epic? Wonderful? Everything about your life in God hangs on this one truth: Jesus suffered and died for your sins, then God raised Him to new life. If Jesus did not rise from the dead, 1 Corinthians 15:17 says our faith means nothing and we’re still prisoners of our sins.


But because Jesus rose from the dead, you can say:


Sin no longer has a hold on me. I am forgiven. Set free. Paid up. Clean before God.


My faith has a resting place. It doesn’t float around to anything sounding spiritual—it’s anchored in Jesus and what He’s done for me.


* When I die (like He died), I will be raised to life again (like He was). Because He rose again, so will I when I’m with Him in heaven. That’s when I will get to see all those who have died in faith throughout history. They are alive and together we will “enter into the joy of our Master.”


Something amazing happened at daybreak on the morning Jesus rose from the dead. The author of life won the victory over sin and death and death lost its power.

The miracle still happens every time someone believes and accepts Jesus’ gift of eternal life.


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“Now at last they were beginning chapter One of the great story no one on earth has read: which goes on forever”. I love this line at the end of the Last Battle by C.S. Lewis. Everyone has a story to tell and ultimately we are all part of a greater story that someday will be revealed in full. “ For now, we can only see a dim and blurry picture of things”. ( 1 Corinthians 13:12). My story is not remarkable, although the events I have had the privilege in my life to witness have been. I grew up in the south “the land of cotton” and the old times there were definitely not forgotten. I remember where I was and what I was doing when JFK and Martin Luther King were murdered in Dallas and in Memphis. I remember the Civil Rights movement, a time of great unrest and change. I remember the dawning of the “Age of Aquarius” in the late 1960’s. It was also the dawning of my love for playing music, a love that has stayed with me throughout my life. If my life were chapters in a book one would tell of my precious bride of 20+ years who endured so much and stood beside me through the good and the bad. One would describe the blessings of being a father and a grandfather. One would tell about how despite being “the wretch” the song sings about God was able to change me, and use me to make a difference in others lives, make me a servant in His church, and surround me with friends all because of His goodness. All part of a story that has had many twists and turns. I think of the words Jimmy Buffet wrote in one of my favorite songs "As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin’ man I have chalked up many a mile Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks And I learned much from both of their styles" And so it is true for me. But in all of my travels and all I have read and experienced nothing compares to where I am headed. The place where my story here ends and the story that goes on forever begins! "" I am confident that He who began a good work in you will carry it on until completion until the day He returns". Philippians 1:6 My hope is that as we all run our race that in some small way my words will encourage and speak to you, as your story is being written. And draw you ever closer to the One who loves you. Further up and further in!
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