devotional post # 2083

Luke 24:1-12

Luk 24:1 But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, having taken the spices they had prepared.
Luk 24:2 And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb,
Luk 24:3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus.
Luk 24:4 While they were confused about this, notice, two men stood by them in bright clothing.
Luk 24:5 And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, “Why do you seek the living among the dead?
Luk 24:6 He is not here, but has risen. Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee,
Luk 24:7 that the Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men and be crucified and on the third day rise.”
Luk 24:8 And they remembered his words,
Luk 24:9 and returning from the tomb they told all these things to the eleven and to all the rest.
Luk 24:10 Now it was Mary Magdalene and Joanna and Mary the mother of James and the other women with them who told these things to the apostles,
Luk 24:11 but these words seemed to them a curious story, and they did not believe them.
Luk 24:12 But Peter got up and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; and he went home amazed at what had happened.

not seeing is believing

There were two trips to the graveyard that Sunday morning, and both were utterly life‑changing. The first was made by the delegation of women who carried burial spices — symbols of love, grief, and finality. But when they arrived, everything they expected collapsed in an instant. Instead of a sealed tomb, they found an open one. Instead of a lifeless body, they found two men in dazzling clothing. And instead of despair, they were met with a reminder: “Remember how He told you…”

The angels did not give them new information. They simply called them back to what Jesus had already taught — that His crucifixion, death, and resurrection were not tragedies but triumphs. The women dropped their spices because they no longer needed them. Death had been interrupted. The grave had been emptied. The world had been changed.

The second trip was Peter’s. He could not believe the women’s report — not because he doubted their sincerity, but because the news was too astonishing to accept without seeing. Yet when he reached the tomb, he did not see Jesus. He saw something else: the grave clothes, neatly set aside. And for Peter, not seeing became its own kind of believing. The absence of the body, the presence of the discarded linen — these were the first quiet signs of resurrection life breaking into the world.

Two visits.
Two encounters.
Two awakenings.

One with angels and glory.
One with silence and folded cloth.

But both pointed to the same reality: Jesus had risen, and nothing would ever be the same again.

And so the prayer rises naturally:

LORD, wake us all up to the reality of Your resurrection
and the difference it now makes forever.