Salutation on the Black day of Christianity.

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Saturday is the darkest day in our History.

 

Jesus on Friday was lifted up from the ground on the cross.

Jesus was separated from the land of the living, high enough from the ground not to rest his feet on the world he created.

Jesus was willfully separated from heaven to become the patient zero and carry with him all our infirmities.

Jesus on the cross painfully suffers the abandonment from his father and the human race.

 

Jesus on the cross was pierced on his side to secure his death by shedding his blood on the earth in order to remove the stain of guilt.

Jesus on the cross give up even his spirit and vowed down as he let God take away his breath.

Jesus descended behind enemy lines into the seventy times seven hot Hell in our stead to purchase our reconciliation with God.

Jesus on the cross heard and fulfilled the Gospel that his enemies fail to understand, “He trusted in God, let him deliver him if he delights in Him.”

 

Jesus on the cross no longer in the flesh heard the first fruit of his labor from the mouth of a Centurion who did not fail to behold his glory when he said, “He was certainly a righteous man.” (There is no one righteous but God.)

Jesus on the cross already dead finds compassion by a man who followed Jesus in secret and placed his body in a tomb.

Jesus after his death is treated with gentleness by Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus. 

Jesus in the tomb on Saturday is the darkest day of history in my view.

 

There is a place just outside the walls of Jerusalem near the Sheep Gate that is known as, “The Garden Tomb”, that is a stone throw away from Calvary or Golgotha or the Skull.

 

This tomb is carved on solid rock. It is where the Angel was found sitting on it at the glorious day of resurrection.

“He is not here, He is risen.”

“Why do you look for the living among the dead?”

 

This wonderful message made the women at the tomb instant preachers of the Gospel, “The Lord is risen.”

 

This message caused Peter and John to run to the tomb and enter into it and there believe in the resurrection. It was like a spark that lights up a prairie that is now burning with an unquenchable fire in history and in the whole world to this day.

 

I myself had to go and see the roots of my faith. I went to the Garden Tomb and enter into it and sat where I believe the body of our Lord was laid. I sat where the angel sat and found myself becoming also another arsonist of Jesus and his Gospel.

 

That day I came out of the tomb and sat down in front of the tomb and in peace I contemplated the empty tomb.

 

Today is my aim to contemplate with you the empty tomb. Let us greet each other and mean it, “He is risen” yes “He is risen indeed.”

Saturday was a dark day in history, but Sunday was glorious ever since.

 

This was from your fellow arsonist on duty.

 

Gerry Gutierrez.