Do You Know This Story?
Four year old Emerald and I sat at the back of the fellowship hall while Chad talked about the resurrection. The crowd that had come for lunch was now just nibbling on brownies and finishing up the last of their sweet tea, and Emerald crawled into my lap, nothing to do but watch her daddy as he gestured and preached at the front of the room. “Early on the first day of the week,” he read, “while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance.”