There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. Matt. 28:2-3When I move something and then sit on it, I establish ownership. It's a signal of it being mine, my territory. It's a hands-on-hips warning: "Don't you mess with this or with me!" When the angel sat on the stone, this was the message: Heaven owns the open tomb!
The seal on the stone couldn't shut God in ... or out. And in truth, nothing can, except the simple power of choice, your choice for you, my choice for me. That stone can stay rolled across the doorway of our hearts, no angel owning it, death still sealed inside, unrevived.
But the real tomb over there in Israel, the one where the body of Jesus was laid after his death on the cross? Nothing could keep the stone rolled across the entrance. No soldiers, no seal, no power of death.
Heaven owns the open tomb. Hallelujah!
Thank you for this Easter Meditations series! My Easter blogging was easy by linking to these meaningful reflections.
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