Good morning. Skipping
some verses: but thanks be to God who always leads us in triumph (my Bible says
that the imagery is that of a Roman triumph in which the victorious general
would lead his soldiers and the captives they had taken in festive procession,
while the people watched and applauded and the air was filled with the sweet
smell released by the burning of spices in the streets) in Christ, and
manifests through us the sweet aroma of the knowledge of Him in every place.
For we are a fragrance of Christ to God among those who are being saved and
among those who are perishing; to the one an aroma from death to death, to the
other an aroma from life to life. And who is adequate for these things? So
non-Christians are the “walking dead“, with toe tags on their feet; while
Christians are “walking bags of potpourri”, bringing a sweet smell wherever
they go. Father help us to bring the sweet smell of Christ wherever we go.
So the other disciple who had first come to the tomb then also entered, and he saw and believed
Good morning. We left John at the entrance of the tomb, stooping and looking in. “Shy” Peter then arrives following John, and enters the tomb; and he saw the linen wrappings lying there. So the other disciple, John, who had first come to the tomb then also entered, and he saw and believed. It does not say whether or not Peter believed. For as yet they did not understand the scripture, that He must rise again from the dead. So the disciples went away again to their own homes. I’m not exactly sure what it means by their own homes. They were originally from Galilee and would not have had homes in Jerusalem. Perhaps it means the homes where they were staying while in Jerusalem. Apparently, they were not staying in the upper room, or it would have said so. But Mary was standing outside the tomb weeping; and so, as she wept, she stooped (just like John) and looked into the tomb. She saw two angels in white sitting, one at the head and one at the feet, where the body of Jesus had been l...
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