Very early in the morning on the first day of the week, the women went to the tomb, bringing the fragrant spices they had prepared. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they went in, they didn’t find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 They didn’t know what to make of this. Suddenly, two men were standing beside them in gleaming bright clothing. 5 The women were frightened and bowed their faces toward the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He isn’t here, but has been raised. Remember what he told you while he was still in Galilee, 7 that the Human One must be handed over to sinners, be crucified, and on the third day rise again.” 8 Then they remembered his words. 9 When they returned from the tomb, they reported all these things to the eleven and all the others. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the other women with them who told these things to the apostles. 11 Their words struck the apostles as nonsense, and they didn’t believe the women. 12 But Peter ran to the tomb. When he bent over to look inside, he saw only the linen cloth. Then he returned home, wondering what had happened. (Luke 24:1-12, CEB)
If you had buried a friend and then some other friends said that the friend you just buried was missing, would you go to the tomb to look and not finding you friend just walk away and go home wondering what had happened?
In today’s age I would be calling CSI to figure out what had happened. I wouldn’t be wondering about it and not doing anything. Where is Jesus? Who took the body? Why did they take the body?
Not oh I wonder what is going on…
It seems really silly to me that we do not get more details about them trying to remember what Jesus said or what happened to him.
It seems clear they still don’t get it but they seem unconcerned about what is happening.
But never stop wondering.
Loving People. Loving God.