If I could sit down with you for a cup of tea on this Tuesday following Easter, I’d tell you several things about the three-part glimpse into the life of Peter that we shared with you during Resurrection weekend. In the series, I introduced you to two charcoal fires, which served as bookends for a story about one man’s struggle to see who he was in Christ. The first fire represented the trio of denials Peter uttered in the courtyard of the high priest as Jesus was being interrogated and ultimately sentenced to death upon a Roman cross. The second fire stood testimony to the unconditional love and acceptance Peter received in his encounter with the risen Savior.
With the words “Jesus is going before you to Galilee” nudging them home, Peter and the other disciples walked from Jerusalem through the ribbon developments back to Capernaum at the northeast corner of the Sea of Galilee. At nearly every bend in the road, the men reminded each other of awe-filled memories from their three years spent with Jesus. As they spotted the lake, which stretched 13 miles long and 8 miles wide, they discussed the time Jesus had stilled a terrorizing storm that swept down from the high hills and turned the waves milky white.
After another fitful night of sleep, Peter awoke on the first day of the week to a great clamor at the door. The fear and grief of the previous two days came flooding back, and as he and young John headed for the door, he wondered, Have they come for us, too?
But then he heard Mary Magdalene’s voice and heard her cry out, “They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we do not know where they have laid him.”
Peter eyed John, and they sprinted from the house with Mary following close behind…
Peter awoke to an eerie stillness on this Saturday in the year A.D. 33. His had been a restless sleep mixed with nightmares and sleepless hours of vivid memories from the past week.
The triumphant procession through the Kidron Valley…