Light is most clearly seen when darkness is at its darkest.
The darkest day in history was one Friday a couple of thousand years ago in the Middle East. A young man in his early thirties was unjustly executed. Talk about the biggest miscarriage of justice. His mangled body was laid to rest in a friend’s tomb.
Saturday was silent, dark and hopeless.
But on the Sunday, light exploded into that tomb as Jesus came back to life. He rose from the dead in glorious might and power.
Jesus went down into the darkness of death and beat it. He emerged as the ultimate victor holding the keys to death and the grave. Jesus defeated the one who has the power of death – the devil – so that He, Jesus, could deliver everyone who is afraid of death. He doesn’t want anyone to be enslaved by fear; He came to set us free.
Jesus is life. His life is light. This light shines in the darkness, and the darkness cannot – ever – overcome it.
