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     The next day, the one after Preparation Day, the chief priests and the Pharisees went to Pilate. “Sir,” they said, “we remember that while he was still alive that deceiver said, ‘After three days I will rise again.’ So give the order for the tomb to be made secure until the third day. Otherwise, his disciples may come and steal the body and tell the people that he has been raised from the dead. This last deception will be worse than the first.” Matthew 27:62-64

     Dear Lord Jesus, as "Good Friday" gave way to silent Saturday, the range of emotions following your crucifixion was as broad as the Grand Canyon. I can only imagine the degree shock and the depth of sadness which filled the hearts of your disciples, your family and friends. And yet, there were also those who were filled with glee and relief, that you, "the deceiver," could no longer threaten their existence.

     As the sun rose on Saturday, no one could have possibly understood that the most undeserved death imaginable would yield the greatest return calculable. As you were nailed to the cross, the written code--God's law, with all its regulations and requirements, was taken away from us... losing all condemning power over us. As you drew your last breath, you were actually disarming the powers of darkness and triumphing over all authorities marshaled against the reign of God (Colossians 2:14-15).

     No one yet grasped that your mortal punishment would bring our eternal peace... your fatal wounding would secure our everlasting healing... your being crushed would lead to our being cherished by the thrice holy God (Isa 53:1-12). Though they had the Scriptures, they had no clue.

     And yet, the chief priests and the Pharisees did remember your promise of resurrection. They weren't sad about your death, they were mad with fear about the possibility of your life. Having already plotted to put to death a resurrected Lazarus, they weren't about to indulge a resurrected rabbi.

     Oh foolish, silly, sinful men... they had sooner secure the non-rising of the sun than the non-rising of the Son of Man... the Son of God... God the Son! Resurrection Sunday was coming and there was absolutely nothing they could do about it. The silence of Saturday would soon be shattered with the shouts of Sunday, "The Lord is risen! He is risen indeed!"

     Jesus, continue to astonish and nourish our hearts... my heart... with the whole Easter story, and the full glory of who you are and everything you have done. So very Amen, I pray in your peerless name.

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3 thoughts on “A Prayer About Resurrection Promise”

  1. Matt Taylor says:

    May we be encouraged in the fight that none of the plans of God can be thwarted! Every plan of our heavenly Father is for the eternal joy of those who love him. Yet without this part of the plan no eternal joy would be possible for a wretch like me. I praise my Father who is in heaven for his sovereignty, justice, mercy and grace!

    Thanks for being a vessel of blessings.

  2. Paul St Jean says:

    Thank you Pastor for articulating the gospel so beautifully. The gospel means more to me this year than any time in the past. It has never been so real as it has to me this year. The gospel and all that God in Christ has done for us.
    Our gracious God chose to call me out from the world I knew into his wonderful Kingdom 31 yrs ago. But the gospel is still difficult to fully grasp like putting your arms around an elephant.
    The length, depth, and height of Gods Love is unmeasurable. I think I understand God then He gives me more revelation. The revelation of Jesus Christ constantly encourages me to grow. It is difficult to find the words to express myself in Christ.
    My prayer is that all the saints of god will fully relize the Love of god in Christ this Resurrection Sunday as we celebrate together in His Love. God Bless

  3. You prayers bless me more than you could know. This may seem odd, but how did you learn to pray like that? In all honestly I want to be a prayer …. my prayer life is just struggleing right now. I go to pray and I am just at a loss for words. Well, during this season I am borrowing your prayers ;)

    Blessings in Our Christ,


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