Something happened.
It was something clearly unexpected. It was a totally new thought.
No one would have written the script this way, No one could have even thought this possible.
What happened that day was amazing. What happened that day changed a handful of lives. What happened opened eyes and opened hearts. What happened that day changed the course of history - one person at a time.
History began again. The world began its restart. Newness was made new again. Life with God now and eternally became possible again. People were reborn.
There is no theory to explain it. There are no bright ideas to rewrite it. There is no argument to disprove it.
Something happened that day which, for almost two millennia, has impacted people and made them want to be a part of what happened then and today.
Something happened.
It was resurrection. It was Jesus in a familiar but totally new body three days after he was dead.
Bloody. Broken. Lifeless. Sealed up in a tomb. Dead.
What could have happened? What could turn a simple bunch of dejected, discouraged, and disheartened disciples into world changers?
Creation was restored. God's people were reclaimed. Lives were renewed.
Something happened.
Redemption happened.
New life happened.
Resurrection happened.
