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April 08, 2010
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What a powerful image. The rugged structure of this burial site really brought home to me how death isn't pretty. It's hard, cold, dark...
When my grandmother died after T'giving this past year, it seemed like everything was beautiful: body dressed in beautiful clothes (complete with makeup and manicured fingernails), flowers, casket, burial plot, the graveside service. It was easy to pretend she was "sleeping."
Jesus' death wasn't like that: bloody, stinky, gross. His grave wasn't decked out with flowers. So when he arose, his glorified, resurrected body stood in stark contrast to his burial place.
Posted by: Laura Droege | April 09, 2010 at 11:08 AM