In one of Max Lucado’s books he writes about one of his childhood memories. He and a group of friends had constructed a tunnel. Well, in actual fact it was more like a trench or ditch a few feet wide which they made into a tunnel by covering it with planks of wood and heaps of earth, while the entrance to this make believe world was camouflaged with bushes.
The day came for the tunnel to be tested. Was it strong enough? Wide enough? Would it collapse? The only way to be sure was to send a volunteer through. So as five friends in T-shirts and jeans stood in the morning sun, Max’s brother made his way into the tunnel. As they waited with their eyes fixed on the exit, no one spoke. The only movement was the pounding of their young hearts.
Finally, they saw the sandy hair of the brave volunteer emerging form the tunnel. Lucado says, “I can remember his triumphant fist leading the way as he scrambled out, yelling, “There’s nothing to it! Don’t worry!” Who could argue with the testimony of seeing him alive and well? They all went in!
Amongst other things, on Easter morning Christians celebrate that Jesus has established victory over death. Lucado puts it like this: “Christ entered the tunnel of death to prove that there was indeed an exit. And as the world darkened, creation held her breath. Satan threw his best punch, but it wasn’t enough . . . Christ emerged from death’s tunnel, lifted a triumphant fist towards the sky, and freed all from the fear of death.”
As long as men and women live and die the message of an empty tomb is good news to hear, to believe, to hope in, to find comfort in and good news to share.