Is Trust Shattered or Sacred?

Continued from yesterday’s post:

Is Trust Shattered or Sacred? If you haven’t been reading along with us, I recommend you click the follow links and read the previous posts, otherwise this post won’t make sense:

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Okay, on to today’s segment of our story –

Don’t Trust Your Own Eyes

trust, God, Jesus

Don’t Trust Your Eyes

“I think we should wait and pray to see what the truth is and how and what we can trust. Because, right now, I don’t trust my own ears or eyes.”

Silence.

An increasingly angry mob is stunned into utter silence.

After several moments a child whimpers in the dark. Those close by shush it. No one else breaths.

Every eyeball in the cave is pointed at us. Even in the dark.

You stand there tall and defiant as I swallow hard.

It’s cool in the cave but a bead of sweat trickles down my neck.

I’m getting light headed again.

All I can think is please someone say something.

Silence Broken

At last the same voice that called for Mary Magdalene to be stoned breaks the silence, “Yes. As you say, we need to pray and allow the truth to be revealed. None of us know what to do or say in a situation like this.”

You begin, “Our Father, who art in Heaven…”

And the entire cave joins in.

Now the hair is standing up on the back of my neck, no longer in fear, but in anticipation and exhilaration!

As you pray I keep wondering could it be true. Could Jesus really be alive?

The cave echoes “Amen and Amen” as you finish the prayer.

Stopped In My Tracks

I first heard Jesus say that prayer a couple years ago. It was powerful then, and more so now. Inspired, I turn toward the mouth of the cave. As I take my first running step my arm gets jerked behind me and I’m spun back face to face with you.

“What? Why did you grab me?”

“You can’t go.”

“What do you mean I can’t go? And how do you know where I was going?”

“I know you better than you know yourself.”

“No you don’t.”

“You were going to try to find Jesus.”

“And why can’t I?”

“Because we just prayed.”

“I know we prayed, that’s what made me want to go find Him. I started to believe He is alive.”

“We have to wait now.”

“I don’t want to wait.”

“We must. The others are now looking for us to guide them and we must trust that if Jesus is alive, He, or someone close to Him, will come tell us. They know we are here.”

“Well . . . we could . . . act as intermediaries between His disciples and everyone here in the cave. That way the others could stay here and be safe. And we can go interview the Marys and get more information.”

“No.”

A Move

“Come on, don’t you want to know? Aren’t you curious?”

“Well of course.”

“I knew you did. So why can’t we go?”

“Because Jesus would want us to stay here, take care of the others in the cave and keep them safe. If we leave, some of them will want to follow us, and that could get them killed. Would Jesus want that?”

“Okay, I hate to admit it, but you’re right. Now we have to trust that if He is alive the truth will be revealed. So . . . what are we gonna do in the mean time?”

You look over at your family, gathered against the back of the cave. Your sisters, both young moms holding their babies, your Grandmother bent with age, standing.

I sense a move coming. “Can we at least move closer to the mouth of the cave so if someone comes with news we can be at the front, instead of the back of the line in hearing it?”

You shake your head.

“No? Why not?”

You don’t even bother to answer me. Your cousin has gathered the rest of your family. Quietly you take your Grandmother’s hand to help her. Without speaking, we move as a group to an opening in the side of the cave, away from the mass of people at the back, but no closer to the front. Once through the small entrance, it reveals a large open area, like a cave within a cave. It’s much darker than the main cave, but is far more spacious. Plus, there are several small children with the group and this will reduce the chance that any soldiers would hear them playing and find the cave.  If they did, everyone here would be in danger.

The thought of the soldiers reminds me of Pilate. I wonder what he and his the soldiers will do if Jesus is alive. He was the one that stood Jesus out on the Gabbatha (Stone Pavement) in his palace and allowed the crowd to insist on crucifying him. I wonder how Rome will react to that if Jesus is alive.

A wave of doubt washes over me. The excitement of moments ago, ebbs and I’m again questioning how He could be alive.

If I could just sneak out and talk to Mary. . .

 

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Comments

  1. Jan Smith April 20, 2017 #

    Oh Kristi, I’m just loving this story! I am drawn into it more every day! You have to put this in a book! I will preorder one for each of my children right now! They have drifted from the Lord and I think this might be just the thing to bring them back into relationship with Him!
    God Bless you and your writing!
    Jan

    • Kristi April 20, 2017 #

      Oh my goodness Jan! Thank you! I have to see if my editor thinks it’s print worthy though first! If so, I’ll make sure you get as many books as you are looking for! And thank you for your kind and encouraging words!
      Love,
      Kristi

  2. Dwayne Reeder April 20, 2017 #

    According to the Talmud,1 the Hebrew word “amen” (pronounced “ah-men” or, in Ashkenazi pronunciation, “uh-main”) is related to the word “amanah,” meaning truthfulness, credence or belief. When we hear another reciting a blessing we respond with “amen”; thus affirming that we believe that which has just been said.

    In addition, amen (אמן) is an acronym for the Hebrew words א-ל מלך נאמן, (El Melech Ne’eman), meaning “G‑d, the trustworthy King.”

    I thought that you would find this interesting especially the last paragraph, since we are talking about trust. By the way, in Judaism you never spell the word God as it is sacred. Hence, G-d.

    • Kristi Ross April 21, 2017 #

      Oh thank you for sharing this Dwayne. You know how much I love the “history” and traditions behind the words! And yes, I love that G-d is the trustworthy King! So very true! I will add all this somehow and somewhere in the course of where the story takes us! I always find it interesting how I start in one direction but if I ask G-d to joint me in my writing He often takes it in a totally different direction. It’s so fun watching it grow and change.

      Always love your thoughts and insight wise brother!

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