So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples.
(Matthew 28:8 NIV)
Lord, how beautiful are the feet that bring good news! I can’t read the number of women who wanted to visit your empty tomb without my heart beating faster! So often, I have wished I had been at the tomb! As terrifying as the events preceding that first Easter morning were, how quickly utter grief turned into overwhelming joy! Fill me with that joy, Lord. May it emanate from me and spread to others, not only at Easter but always!
Lord, thank you for your unconditional love!