Easter is near and we love to celebrate by dressing up and going to church. We color eggs and hide them for children to find. We give them chocolate and tell them that we are celebrating the resurrection of Christ who died on the cross for our sins. We have read all the bible stories, saw films but we have never really experienced it ourselves. Ever wonder what you would do if you were there.
Proceed to the past:……………..I am walking among a crowd of people, my feet hurt from the sand burning through my sandals. Sweat is running down my body from the heat of the sun that is bearing down on my heavy clothing. “Where are we going, I ask.” To listen to Him, the teacher,” someone replied. I had never met Him, the one they call the teacher. I had heard tell of some of the stories that were going around. Some say that He can perform miracles, making the blind see and the lame walk again. And the one I like best, is the one about casting out demons and sending them into pigs that run off of a cliff. So, me being curious, I walk with the crowd. We arrived near a lake and all the thousands of us; men, women and children sat down to listen. “What’s his name,” I ask. “Jesus,” someone replied. “Where does he come from?” “He comes from Galilee.” I watch and listen to this Man from Galilee. It is getting late and I’m getting hungry. I didn’t know that I would be gone this long or I would have grabbed something to take with me. Jesus had performed a few of the miracles that people have been talking about and he talked about a better life if we would follow him. I don’t know where he’s going, but if it is a long way, I think I’ll stay home. I’m not sure that those miracles weren’t staged. About that time, he tells his disciples (that’s what they are calling those twelve men that hang out with him all the time), to see what food they can find in the crowd. They come up with some fish and some bread in a few baskets. The next thing I see, is Jesus breaking the fish and bread and putting them back into the baskets. Then he instructs his disciples to feed the crowd. “No way,” I think to myself. Before I knew it, my stomach was full. I look around and I can see that all the thousands that are here, have eaten and the baskets are still full.
Needless to say, I’m now a believer. So I follow Jesus from then on. I see him betrayed and turned over to the government. The chief priests and elders accuse him of saying He is the King of Jews. They have nothing else to go on but that. Pilate thought that was unreasonable and gave the crowd a chance to free him or the murderer, Barabbas and they chose Barabbas. “Crucify Him,” they yelled.
I watched as they whipped Him, tearing gashes into His skin, blood running down. My voice cried out but there was no sound. Then they took branches like those of the mesquite tree and made a crown of thorns and placed it on His head. They pressed it down so hard, that I could see the blood running from the holes that the thorns made. He was weak from pain but they did not let Him rest. I followed as He dragged his cross down the pathway until He could go no further without help. My eyes teared up as I saw those that laughed and ridiculed Him. My heart ached with those that loved Him. I watched as they laid Him on the cross and drove the nails (more like railroad nails), one in each hand and one through both feet; a total of three. We that loved Him stayed until He spent his last breath.
I followed as they placed Him in the tomb and placed a boulder in the opening so nothing could get in. Sadness surrounded us, leaving a hole in our hearts for the loss of this man named Jesus.
I wasn’t there but others were and they told us about it. The large boulder was removed and Jesus wasn’t there. Then they told us how Jesus met with his disciples, He had risen from the dead.
John 11:25-26 Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?
Him, whom I never met, but left me His words to live by, is forever in my heart.