Unforgettable Days

        There are some days in your past that you just can't forget and you remember almost every detail. I remember the Christmas that I got my Red Ryder BB gun and the day that Keith Witmer, our high school band leader came over to the house with a bassoon and I remember the day I got married and the two days when our children were born and the drive to the hospital in both cases, one through Rock Creek Parkway to Bethesda Naval hospital in 1961 and the second drive to Portsmouth Naval hospital in January of 1965. There are also days that you don't forget in history. Place yourself in that day of the first resurrection day. John 20:19 says, “Then the same day at evening, being the first day of the week, when the doors were shut where the disciples were assembled for fear of the Jews, came Jesus and stood in the midst, and saith unto them, Peace be unto you.”

         The minds of the disciples must have been filled with all kinds of questions as to what had taken place when discovering the empty tomb. Maybe someone had taken the body may it have been friend of foe. They may not have understood all that had taken place as they were still “holed up” in a locked room, the doors being shut perhaps wondering and hoping and then all of a sudden there stands The Lord Jesus Christ standing right there in the room. Now there is a day would not have forgotten. Some thought they were seeing a ghost but Jesus dispelled that theory right away by eating some food. It was a memorable day to say the least. They perhaps had thought that their dreams had come to an end but in reality they were just beginning. It was a day that they would never forget. I also remember the day that I came to know the Lord and Savior myself. I recall the two messages in the morning and the long process of reasoning that went on for the next twelve hours. I recall the conversation with my wife and then I recall the moment we both knelt at the foot of the first bed in the “King's Inn” motel on missionary ridge in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I remember calling my Pastor at 12:30 in the morning to tell him what had just happened. That was a day in April that I will never forget. Jesus has a way of making your days memorable. We are, however, overwhelmed by the number of prophecies that were fulfilled in the life and death of the Lord Jesus Christ. The odds of that happening are beyond our comprehension. It is a number that is greater than we can think about. For the first disciples, it was the beginning of new and greater things in their lives. Nothing would ever be the same again. They spent the next 40 days with the risen Savior and then saw Him bodily rise in their sight on the Mount of Olives. They then experienced the event of Pentecost and the church was born. Many in this world, in our culture and in our time are walking in a daze heading for eternal doom because they have refused to believe in the saving grace of the Lord Jesus Christ. It may be family members or even neighbors or co workers that have no hope in their lives as do you and me. For the believer, all of our “eggs” are in one basket and that basket is the resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ. The Apostle Paul wrote about it in the fifteenth chapter of the Book of First Corinthians. Every aspect of the Christian life to our churches, our hymns, our preaching, our hopes and dreams are all rolled up in the first Resurrection Day when the angels said, “He is not here. He is risen as He said.” Yes. It is a day that we will never forget. Praise God today for the empty tomb.