The sun shines brightest after the darkest of nights.
So imagine the darkest of nights . . .
Is “the Savior of the world” really the Savior of the world? For he lies cold in a coffin. The end.
. . . or so they thought.
What they didn’t notice that morning was the simple, ordinary sunrise.
Yes. The sunrise.
“And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb” (Mark 16:2).
When. the. sun. had. risen.
In one overlooked prepositional phrase, the gospel came to be.
In a simple, everyday weather observation, we were transformed from “most pitied” and “still in our sins” . . .
. . . to “alive” and “victorious.”
For when the Son had risen, the darkest of nights was no more.
And we were free.
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