My best friend was murdered on Friday. I can't believe it! And to top it off, a bunch of no good, rotten hoodlums got together and had the nerve to SPIT on him while beating the flesh off his back! I swear if I ever get my hands on the people that did this, they will PAY WITH THEIR LIVES!!!! HOW DARE THEY KILL THE CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE! WERE THEY CRAZY?!?!?!
Oh...wait a minute...I have sinned. I have caused a perfect God to be sad with my behavior. If I have to seek revenge on them, wouldn't that mean I would have to take it out on me? Yeah, yeah, I suppose it does.
Well, that leaves me in a bind! I wanted to kick the snot out of somebody, but me, well, that feels a little different.
Everything is so quiet. Why? Why? WHY did he have to die. It's not fair! He didn't do anything wrong? How could people be so cruel. My God it just doesn't make any sense. To make matters more complicated, he said NOTHING! Even as a town murderer stood next to him and a choice was given to the crowd for his release, he said absolutely nothing! I remember, NOTHING! I would have been like, "Come on people, LOOK at me! LOOK at him? Clearly, I have done nothing wrong you've seen me every, single day teaching, healing, feeding you. You worshipped me last week. Yet you beat me, you abuse me, you mock me. Take him, not me!"
But no, he said NOTHING! I keep thinking, what in the world was "he" thinking? What did he have on his mind? It's just real quiet now. I can barely stand it. He kept mentioning something about destroy this temple and I will rebuild it, but I have no idea what he was talking about and now he's gone! His body has been removed from the murder site, his funeral has taken place, heck, there's even two guards at his grave in case somebody gets a funny idea about stealing his body or something stupid. I am so sad, so perplexed! God why? WHY did you let this happen? I thought you loved me, I thought you loved him!
Wait! Wait! What?! He's not there?! Where is he? Who told you that? Alright, alright, I'm coming! Ok, so get this. I went to the gravesite of that friend I was telling you about and something miraculous has happened! HE'S NOT THERE! HE'S NOT THERE! We looked everywhere. We looked at all of our old spots, we went to each other's houses, then we stopped. We just couldn't believe it. Maybe one of the priests stole his body, although they blamed us, I can assure you we had nothing to do with it. What in the world is going on!?
I can't believe this. I am absolutely in shock. I want to tell you what happened next, but honestly I am not sure you are going to believe this. We know where our friend is. He came to us last night. We were terrified, we were in awe, but then there he stood right between us, even Thomas got to put his hand right where Jesus side had been pierced.
I can't believe it! He has risen! He has risen. It all makes sense now. He had to die! He had to die for me. Oh God, why couldn't I see it! Why did I run? Why did I deny you not once, but three times! Oh, God if only I could have seen then what I see now! No matter, I will not stop spreading the news of what I've seen now! I will die trying to make sure that every, single person I come in contact with knows of this one who is full of love, full of mercy and has covered in full every one of my many dark and evil deeds.
Oh, Lord, my God, I must ask you. I must know what in the world were you thinking?! Why didn't you say anything as the world and all of it's furious inhabitants lashed out at you? Please tell me what was on your mind? Jesus looked at me and smiled, "Peter, you were on my mind, you and every person that I could see through time that would accept what I am telling you now. I love you Peter, so now rise up and go feed my sheep!"
Hee, hee, love you guys. Happy Easter :D Rach
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