The Resurrection

What do you see as the first light touches the garden tomb?

How does the stone look, rolled away from the entrance?

What is the expression on the faces of the holy women?

Can you see the linen cloths left behind?

How does the garden appear as sorrow begins to give way to wonder?

What changes in the light, the sky, and the tomb as you realize Christ is alive?

What sounds fill the early morning garden?

Can you hear footsteps, weeping, or the sudden silence of awe?

What does the angel’s voice sound like:

“He is risen”?

How does that announcement echo in the empty tomb?

What does silence sound like when death has been defeated?

What scents linger near the tomb?

Stone?

Earth?

Myrrh?

Spices?

Does the morning air feel fresh, like creation beginning again?

Can you sense that the place once marked by burial is now filled with new life?

What does the air taste like?

Cool?

Clean?

Full of expectancy?

Does hope itself seem to enter your breath?

How does the freshness of dawn speak to the promise of new life in Christ?

How does the ground feel beneath your feet?

What would the cold stone of the tomb feel like under your hand?

How does the warmth of dawn touch your face?

If you kneel near the entrance of the empty tomb, what does the nearness of the Resurrection feel like in your soul?

What stirs in your heart as you realize Jesus is alive?

Awe?

Joy?

Relief?

Hope?

Tears?

Where in your life do you need resurrection, healing, or new hope?

What sorrow from Good Friday is Christ beginning to transform within you?

What grace is Christ offering you through this mystery?

What stone does He desire to roll away from your heart?

How is the Risen Lord calling you to deeper faith?

Is He inviting you to leave behind fear, discouragement, sin, or despair?

Can you hear Him calling you to live as a witness of hope?