as I read, meditate, drench my self in the word, I ask: ‘what is the one first, image, word or words that touch, hold, really, in effect love me?
three point, alliterative sermons, talks, sharing do not do it, this day, for me…
one moment, a touch, does it-
today I was reading Hebrews 11 with another and this verse (35) ‘ jumped me…
Women received their loved ones back from the dead.
…or as the paraphrase Message gives,
Women received by a rising again their dead, and others were tortured, not accepting the redemption, that a better rising again they might receive,…
‘ a better rising’
whom is the writer speaking of?
a person? as the widow‘s son in 1 King’s 17 ( by Elijah? …
or a community, as in Judges 4 & 5 through Deborah’s leading?
or through some women who went to Jesus’ tomb, days after his death, wishing to anoint and bathe His dead, multilated body? …
‘…The women who had come with Jesus from Galile followed Joseph and saw the tomb and how his body was laid in it. Then they went home and prepared spices and perfumes. But they rested on the Sabbath in obedience to the commandment.‘ Luke 23: 55-56
an artist craved these women in 1897 with hoods; robes; covered totally in sorrows…
-but Soon, very soon, their sorrows would no longer entomb, cover them. As Jesus when He rose shed His covering linens, (John 20: 7-8) ‘the face-cloth which had been on His head, not lying with the linen wrappings, but rolled up in a place by itself.’
-so will they, and we, remove all that covers and entombs, as we receive back all we though was dead
…this is the promise, ‘a better resurrection’ Hebrews 11: 35-36
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