Imagine with me you’re heartbroken and grieving because someone you loved very much and believed in with every fiber of your being has died. You’re carrying spices that will cover up the stench of a decomposing body but you don’t even know how you’re going to get to the body because of the stone sealing it. When you arrive at the tomb you see that the stone has been moved. And, as you get closer you see what is likely an angel, announce to you that this dead man you are seeking is not here because death could not conquer him. I want you to feel the shock and bewilderment you are experiencing in that moment. How could this be?