As we bask in the reverent afterglow of our most recent Easter Sunday it would no doubt do us all well to remember the sacred purposes behind our festivities.
We should never get too swept up in the distracting frivolities of colored eggs and chocolate bunnies and forget that one thousand nine hundred and seventy eight years ago, Jesus Christ, the Lord, Savior, and Redeemer of the world, conquered death. And, in doing so, He ensured that we could follow in his stead, and have hope for salvation for our souls after our own inevitable descent into the grave.
The most miraculous story in the history of the world is as follows:
Three days after Jesus Christ's cruel and savage crucifixion (a humiliating and excruciatingly painful method of Roman execution) at Golgotha, a small group of women, all earnestly loyal disciples of Jesus Christ, journeyed to a tomb owned by Joseph of Arimathea, which was the location where the body of Christ was laid to rest. When they arrived at the site, and were just beginning to contemplate how they would manage to move an immense boulder that was blocking the entrance to the sepulcher, they were met with a shocking scene. For they observed from afar that the boulder had already been rolled away, and the threshold to Christ's tomb was exposed.
