I love reading the resurrection accounts. I love that they are all different. The way Jesus appeared to each person. Sometimes suddenly, sometimes almost incognito, sometimes in the midst of their tears, sometimes after the truth of the resurrection already settled into their thinking.
We all respond differently to Christ, just as they responded differently as they grappled and processed the reality of the resurrection. Mary stood weeping. John ran ahead but then stopped and takes it all in visually before his first step into the tomb. Peter just rushes right in. Thomas needs to touch the physical wounds to make sure for himself.
Jesus knows and loves each one. Jesus died and rose for each one.
That is how He can be the God of such deep peace.
7 And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. 9 What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you. (Philippians 4:7-9 ESV)
He is intimately acquainted with us – our quirks and idiosyncrasies, our emotional needs and shortcomings, our situations and limitations, our intellect and sense of humor. And, He reaches down to meet us exactly where we are and offer His peace and perspective.
Our seasons of life change, but He does not.
Dear Father God, thank you for coming into the midst of me in all my messiness and being the love that I needed. Thank you for bringing that peace that would guard my thinking. Thank you for giving everything when I could never repay or anticipate the depth of that sacrifice. I love you, Lord. In Jesus Name, Amen.
Sixty-six books in a year 