Life Worth Dying For

April 8, 2007

For the first time in 21 years, I did not go to church on Easter. I kinda fell asleep waiting for Bakke to get out of the bathroom so I could brush my teeth. In any case, it gave me an opportunity to do my own Easter devotional/sermon.

Reading the gospel, in each account, it seems as though the writers are so shocked by what has happened, it is almost as if they struggle for words. The story remains constant through each book, with trivial details left out or added in, each reflecting the individual writer’s style of literature.

“So Peter and the other disciple started for the tomb. 4Both were running, but the other disciple outran Peter and reached the tomb first.”

They ran. The news is so amazingly hard to believe that they could not restrain themselves, they could not take their time to see for themselves if it was true.

The tomb is empty, just linen and rock.

Some folks believe that this is the tomb of Jesus. Biiblioarchaeology gives us many defined clues to where Jesus was buried, and the fact that it was Joseph’s tomb, is the most telling, since he was a man of position. Inside, a view like this.

There’s a pretty cool layout of the land here that you should check out.

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