The Best Part of the Story

     Jesus' friends were sad.  They would never see their best friend again.  How could this happen?  Wasn't Jesus the Rescuer?  The King God had promised.  It wasn't supposed to end like this.

     Yes, but whoever said anything about the end?

     Just before sunrise, on the third day, God sent an earthquake- and an angel from heaven.  When the guards saw the angel, they fell down with fright.  The angel rolled the huge stone away, sat on top of it and waited.

     At the first glimmer of dawn, Mary Magdalene and the other women headed to the tomb to wash Jesus' body.  The early morning sun slanted through ancient olive trees, drops of dew glittering on leaves and grasses- little tears everywhere.  The friends walked quietly along the hilly path, through the olive groves, until they reached the tomb.  And, immediately noticed something odd-it was wide open.

     They peered through the opening into the dark tomb.  But wait.  Jesus' body was gone!

     Taken from the Jesus Storybook Bible written by Sally Lloyd-Jones

   This is the best part of the story.  And, this is what sets being a Jesus follower apart from every other religion.  No one else has conquered death!

     Choose Jesus!  He's choosing you!