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He Arose

What was it like for the disciples of Jesus and those closest to Him as he died on the cross. Watching helplessly as He was beaten, mocked, and tortured. Think of how in His pain, Jesus looked down from the cross asking John to lead away Mary who had been His earthly mother. She probably could not bare to watch Him die. Have you had to watch someone you love suffer pain, illness, helpless to do anything to lessen their pain? Perhaps a parent, grandparent, child, or dear friend. You could do nothing to help them and watching them suffer was almost too hard. Jesus understands that pain and He had the victory over it when He arose from the grave. "O death where is thy sting? O grave, where is they victory?...But thanks be to God which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." Watching someone I love struggle beyond my understanding or ablility to help, I am comforted by these words.

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