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Jesus had been dead three days. Some of the women who had followed Him came to His tomb early and had found the stone door rolled away and His body gone! They had told His disciples, and Peter and John had come to the grave site and seen for themselves that His body was gone. But now the others had left and only Mary Magdalene remained. It is here we pick up the story from the book, Why God Birthed America:

“Mary did not want to leave. She stood there a few steps from the entrance to the grave, trying to sort out all that had happened. The angels had said He was alive. Jesus Himself had told them He would come back to life. But could that really be?

“She moved closer to the entrance. Questions were flying through her mind. Could He really be alive again?

“She didn’t know how long she stood there lost in thought. But as she put her head on the doorway and wept, she was instantly blinded with light! There they were again! The two shining creatures they had seen earlier.

“They looked at her with compassion. ‘Woman, why are you weeping?’ they asked. ‘Because they’ve taken away my Lord and I don’t know where they’ve put Him’, she wailed.

“She turned her head away, having no stamina which could stand up to the questions of celestial beings. What had happened? Where was His body? Her mind was racing, exceeded only by the racing of her heart.

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Ladies and Gentlemen, we continue the story of Jesus’ death, taken largely from the book Why God Birthed America:

“But trying to ignore the feeling that these nails were going into an innocent Man’s hands, the Roman soldiers continued their bloody work. Another powerful blow of the mallet forces the spike through Jesus’ crossed feet. His body contorts and His quivering lips reveal the pain He’s absorbing—yet no sound is heard from His lips save the gasps for air. His blood is now running onto the ground at a steady rate; the earth soaking up the blood of its Creator.

“Yet in all this word-defying scene of horrendous torture, there is an unmistakable presence of peace surrounding this middle cross. Though unseen, it is undeniable. This Man is like no other that has ever hung on a cross. There is a Presence about Him. In spite of the cruelty, the ghastly sight of blood, and the stark disregard for human life, dignity pervades this scene! Something is happening here which defies description. A transaction is taking place between heaven and earth that will profoundly affect all of history.

“Suddenly, as He looks to heaven, Jesus breaks Continue reading →

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Ladies and Gentlemen, the following story is why you and I can know God…

“But this One was different.  Some of the soldiers had noticed the way He had taken the scourging without crying out like most men did.  The soldiers who had been at the trials had noticed the way He didn’t answer trumped-up charges; refusing to dignify such accusations with an answer.  The times He did speak revealed His deep inner peace.  He seemed to be drawing strength from a Source they couldn’t identify, but yet was very evident.

“However, the supreme test was about to occur.

“The soldiers get up, shift their armor into place, and start to form a circle around Jesus.  But then they see something that they’ve never seen in all their years of crucifying men.  Jesus, of His own will, moves over to His cross, and stretches Himself out on it.  He then extends His hands and waits for the nails.  They are shocked!  Never, among all the many experiences of crucifixion they’ve had, have they ever had anyone willingly accept a cross.  This Man is different!  Jesus actions seem to say, “No one takes my life from Me; I lay it down willingly.”  But why?  Why would He embrace a cross?

“But they didn’t have time to ask questions.  Besides, soldiers weren’t Continue reading →