He Has Risen Indeed.
Showing posts with label Christ. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christ. Show all posts
April 16, 2017
December 25, 2016
March 27, 2016
Happy Easter
The greatest question in all of history: Where is the body of Jesus?
If his mortal remains are scattered somewhere, anywhere, on this planet, then he was either a madman or a liar.
If not...
Then's God's witness, His message to the ages is thus: believe on Him and be saved.
If his mortal remains are scattered somewhere, anywhere, on this planet, then he was either a madman or a liar.
If not...
Then's God's witness, His message to the ages is thus: believe on Him and be saved.
February 20, 2016
He Is Risen Indeed
Easter comes early this year; it falls on March 27. It's got nothing to do with candy, bunnies or baskets filled with fake grass. It is, or should be, about the proof that God the Father gave the world regarding the identity of an obscure Jew named Jesus (Joshua).
As a retired LEO I sympathize with the Roman soldiers (the police of that age) who were tasked with protecting Jesus' tomb. The Roman army looked with great disfavor on soldiers who did not perform their duty; they were killed outright. If the entire unit performed poorly, the Roman disciplinary practice of decimation - every tenth man was executed- was put into play.
Failure was not a Roman option.
So, when the supervisor of the Roman grave protection detail reported back that the body of Christ was missing, gone bye bye ...
What do you tell your commander?
That his troops assigned to the execution detail three days ago killed God?
That a two ton sealed stone rolled away by itself and some dead guy walked out?
That you witnessed the resurrection of a Supreme Deity and crapped in your armor?
That you abandoned your post because you were relieved by an angel?
Just... just kill me now Commander, I can't take anymore.
I can't wait to see the movie that gives us an idea of what those soldiers went through.
As a retired LEO I sympathize with the Roman soldiers (the police of that age) who were tasked with protecting Jesus' tomb. The Roman army looked with great disfavor on soldiers who did not perform their duty; they were killed outright. If the entire unit performed poorly, the Roman disciplinary practice of decimation - every tenth man was executed- was put into play.
Failure was not a Roman option.
So, when the supervisor of the Roman grave protection detail reported back that the body of Christ was missing, gone bye bye ...
What do you tell your commander?
That his troops assigned to the execution detail three days ago killed God?
That a two ton sealed stone rolled away by itself and some dead guy walked out?
That you witnessed the resurrection of a Supreme Deity and crapped in your armor?
That you abandoned your post because you were relieved by an angel?
Just... just kill me now Commander, I can't take anymore.
I can't wait to see the movie that gives us an idea of what those soldiers went through.
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