Before the Third Day

On the Third Day, a few women found his tomb empty. They thought his body had been stolen. When in fact he was alive again. He has rebuilt the Temple, like he said he would.

On the Third Day, Love wins. My Lord has crushed death once and for all, and for all of us.

But before that Third Day came the first and the second. There was anguish in the garden. Betrayal by a kiss and denials before the rooster crows. Trials. Flogging. Abandonment. Separation. Mocking. Blood. Burial. Mourning. That's what it takes.

I believe the victory that the Third Day brought. But I know there's that first and second day; and somehow I am with my Lord and He is with me in those days also.

And so I eagerly wait. Oh, I wait.