Today is the day between death and life. The day were all the disiples were mourning. I believe they were in a bubble. The kind you are in after you lose someone dear. The kind where you can't really think you are in reality, you must be in a dream. Yet life outside moves on like nothing big has happened.
It must have been such a shock. To have Him torn out of their lives. Not that He was young, that He was, but because He had so many things left to do. Or so they belived. He should have been with them longer. Taught them more, been the King they were waiting for.
But He did not come to earth to be a king, or to die. He came to bring us Heaven, peace with God. And to do that the only way was to die on the cross. Not die in an accident, or someone murder Him by a sword or something like that. He had to be hung on the cross and be banned because of us. For our sins. We should be the once on the cross, those that deserve to go to hell. Yet He did it for us, so that we didn't have to. So that we could go to Heave with Him. If we only believe in Him and what He did for us.
So Have a Blessed Easter,
Christin
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