READ : Matthew 27:57-61
He then rolled a great stone to the door of the tomb and went away. (v. 60)
It is always darkest before dawn. America’s greatest naval disaster, Pearl Harbor, and greatest naval victory, Midway, were only six months apart. Just when you think all is lost, just when you think this is the end, you discover that things are not as bad as they seem. God has not forgotten you.
Jesus was betrayed, arrested, tried, convicted. Beaten and spat upon, he was spiked to a crossbeam and hoisted up between heaven and earth, as though neither one wanted him. And there on the cross, spread-eagle in the sun, he died.
Try to imagine how the disciples felt. They had left home and family to follow this man. They had placed their faith in him. They believed his promises. But now the great adventure was over. Joseph of Arimathea hauled Jesus’ lifeless body down from the cross, wrapped it in a linen shroud, laid it in a tomb, and rolled a great stone across the door. Jesus’ disciples ran away and hid, and I imagine they thought: “This is the end.”
Christendom’s darkest hour, Good Friday, and greatest victory, Easter Sunday, were only three days apart. Just when you think all is lost, just when you think “This is the end,” you discover that God has not forgotten you.
Thank you, Lord Jesus, that because you died for me I will never be forgotten or lost.