THE MORNING AFTER

I woke up very early this morning pondering what the disciples and other followers of Jesus must have been thinking the morning after the crucifixion, death and burial of Jesus.  I would imagine--something like the depressing thought that all was lost--it was over--there was no tomorrow---mixed with a huge dose of fear---fear for their safety--fear for their lives--fear for their futures.

WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY CAN MAKE!  Sunday dawned and "He was not there"---"He was risen"----OH HAPPY DAY!  A few short hours and with the slow realization that came with time---their entire demeanor changed----Despair to Glee----Depression to Joy---Disillusionment to Hope--- With His Resurrection---He redeemed tomorrow---from the depths of pain--to the heights of praise!  A new day dawned and with it the entire world was changed forever.  Eternity was gained and a new beginning was available.

That slowly twisted around in my head until I realized my own life was not unlike this day.  I have been in the depths of despair---the pit of anguish and the river of grief.  He will also redeem all of this--because He loved me---I am promised a tomorrow---and Joy will come with the morrow---be patient and wait upon the Lord---HE IS MY REDEEMER!