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Daddy, Is It Over?


 

I prayed silently just a few weeks ago as I sat before my Bible in the near darkness. My little purple plug-in lamp, like always, was illuminating the Word as I read in the early morning hours.

 

Father, as the Easter season approaches, teach us something new. Make us more aware of Your gift of the Savior's death and then life…make this Easter memorable, Lord!

 

Then, just last night, a tornado visited our neighborhood. Trees fell, cars were smashed, windows were blown out of buildings. Ken wasn't home. We were nervous! We clambered to the basement, taking a plate of chocolate chip cookies with us.

 

If the Lord had not been on our side -- the flood would have engulfed us, the torrent would have swept over us,
the raging waters would have swept us away.

Psalm 124

 

Last night, just as the rains began, Ken was at the church leading a Passover Seder. Tomorrow is Easter Sunday. This special week we've been pondering God the Father's great and miraculous gift of freedom to us -- through the death of His Son, Jesus Christ.

 

At the conclusion of the Seder, the emergency sirens began to sound. Ken was determined to come home! Wind and rain attacked his car as he drove, blowing down trees and signs all around him. Suddenly, without warning, a huge wooden object smashed into his front windshield and damaged the car and window. Ken was completely unharmed. Why was he not hurt or killed?

 

Praise be to the Lord!
We have escaped like a bird out of the fowler's snare; the snare has been broken,
and we have escaped!
Psalm 124

 

Had Ken been killed…would we have not been under God's loving care and sheltering wings? Of course we would have. If things had been different, our Great Provider would still be our Sovereign Lord and God Almighty! Ken would have gone home to his ultimate hope. We would have stayed behind, for now, resting in the Father's will.

 

All around us last night, the storm raged. We heard giant crashes and explosions outside as trees collapsed and power lines exploded. The St. Louis airport, just a few blocks away from us, was heavily damaged. Observation windows were blown inwards, showering people with broken glass. Airport hangars were destroyed, trucks were rolling down the runway precariously. A nearby trampoline flew up, blown by the wind, to the power lines above! Darkness and confusion reigned.

 

But we all sat together in a huddle on the basement floor, looking up into the darkness, trusting the Father through the storm. Helpless, yet secure.

 

Ken arrived home during the first storm. Then all was quiet.

 

"Daddy, is it over?" the little ones kept asking.

 

Then the sirens sang again. Another storm raged outside while we listened inside. Together. Without electricity. But with the Father.

 

"Oh, no, Mommy, I'm so sorry!" Tears filled Elijah's eyes as he held me close through the storm. I looked down at him in the dark.

 

"Your Bible light won't work in the morning. What will you do? Do you want my flashlight?"

 

I smiled as I thought of that little purple lamp that lights the Word for me in the early mornings.

 

"That will be great, Elijah, thanks."

 

Early this morning I switched on Elijah's dim little light. I began praying that God would light up my mind with His wisdom as I studied…
How frightening it must have been for those alive during Jesus' death! The darkness. The earthquakes. The chaos.

 

Surely there were no warning sirens…no flying debris…no smashed windshields…

 

But there was one man. A man so many did not understand. A man who was beaten, bruised, hurting, rejected. Crying. Repeatedly He prayed,

 

"Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing…"
Luke 23:34

 

Repeatedly He prayed as they mocked.

 

He didn't die on accident. His death didn't come suddenly, without warning, as some strange object flew into his vision… And the Jewish leaders…they didn't take His life. He wasn't killed!

 

And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, He gave up His spirit.
Matthew 27:50

 

He gave up His life that day, in the middle of the afternoon, though darkness and confusion reigned. He chose death, for you.
"Daddy, is it over?"

 

It is finished.

 

 

But then there were the walking dead!

 

The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life.
They came out of the tombs,
and after Jesus' resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people.

Matthew 27:52-53

 

Holy people came out of the grave? Prophets. Martyrs. Faithful, yet forgotten ones. Those unwavering ones who had lived their lives as a testimony of God's law and hope…those who died with the coming of the Promised One yet unfulfilled. Those whose question was answered by the very breath they were carrying…

 

"Daddy, is it over?"

 

They just couldn't remain! Life breathed into them as Jesus' death and resurrection opened their graves and renewed their bodies! Who did they appear to? What did they say? Where did they go when Jesus rose?

 

Oh the captivating mystery of the Gospel! Some questions yet unanswered, but so many prophecies and promises already fulfilled…
Do you believe? Some choose not to. Some deny the Lordship of Christ. Some say He is but one of many gods. Some say He is not the Chosen One.

 

Really?! Even with all the signs and wonders-with all the prophecies fulfilled and dead people walking and Romans believing and angels appearing -- with all the miracles and majesty of a Risen Christ…still some doubted.

 

Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go.
When they saw Him, they worshiped Him;
but some doubted.
Matthew 28:16-17

 

Why? If you saw Jesus, feeding the hungry, healing the blind, raising the dead, conquering death, loving the loveless…would you believe and not doubt?

 

If He were standing alive before you, scars of death still on his body, about to go up into heaven, smiling at you, reaching out to you, instructing you…would you yet doubt?

 

If He were always there, loving you, giving you breath each morning, providing for you, healing you, would you yet doubt?

 

If He were there, in His Word, speaking to you, comforting you, teaching and urging you, would you yet doubt?

 

"Daddy, is it over?"

 

Not yet! The Father still gives you time! He loves you so!

 

Soon, it will be over, but not yet.

 

There is still time to believe.

 

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary,
but what is unseen is eternal.
II Corinthians 4:18

 




 

 

 



 

 

 

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