He Came Back

He came back.

After that brutal Friday, and that long, quiet Saturday, He came back.

And that one intake of breath in the tomb changes everything. It changes the very reason I drew breath today and the way I move about in this world because I believe He’s coming back again.

The world has gone on for more than two millennia since Jesus’ feet tread the earth He made. What would they have said back then if someone had told them that some two thousand years later we’d still be waiting? They would’ve thought back to that long Saturday and said, “Two thousand years will seem like a breath to you when you finally lay your crown at His feet. We don’t even remember what we were doing on that Saturday, but let me tell you about Sunday morning.

Now that was something.

(Thanks for indulging my insistance of quoting Andrew Peterson yet again.  This one’s from the “Resurrection Letters, vol 2″ liner notes.)

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