Years ago, the first time I saw a set of
Resurrection Eggs, I knew I had to have them.
They were not terribly expensive – around $10 – and I knew I would be
using them for years to come. I still
have them. I still use them. And, over the years, we have added to
them. My favorite egg is the empty one.
One year at Easter, when Matthew was around four
years old, we got out the Resurrection Eggs and started opening them one by
one. We talked about the object inside
the egg and what it meant. When we got
to the empty egg, Matthew got a certain look on his face and I knew what was
happening. He was doing his best to find
a way to explain that empty egg. So, I
gently reminded him that it had something to do with a tomb. And then he said, “Oh, that’s the word –
tomb. It’s the place where Jesus didn’t
stay!”
The empty tomb – proof of our risen Savior, our
single hope of salvation. Jesus, who lived
and walked dirt roads and dusty streets, left that tomb and is alive
today. He intervenes for us today just as
He did for those who literally walked with Him.
A rock tomb with a stone covering could not hold Him. Evil could not triumph. And nothing can change the truth of his resurrection.
The place where Jesus didn’t stay. That about sums it up.
“And they found the stone rolled away from the
tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus.” - Luke
24:2-3
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