"And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb. They had been saying to one another, 'Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance to the tomb?" Mark 16:2-3
It wasn't the rock that bothered me. It was the fog, or the cloud, or is fog a cloud or a cloud, fog? You see it just got more and more confusing. The rocks didn't bother me. I knew I could climb over them or go around them. Most of the day I'd been doing that and actually enjoyed it. But the enjoyment vanished when the fog/cloud, whatever it was, blew in and I lost my bearings and my confidence on the trail.
Probably barefoot or sandle-footed, the women who went to the tomb on Easter morning weren't expecting to scale rocks. But their heads must have been clouded with the barbaric, bloody events of the past week. They had watched Jesus die that slow agonizing death three days earlier. Now they had come to take care of his body. The rock that stood in front of the tomb did them in. They didn't know how they would navigate it. It was a large rock that was rolled in front of Jesus' tomb by religious leaders in order to keep the body of Jesus just where they thought it should be. They didn't want anyone stealing Jesus' body. To make sure that didn't happen, a Roman guard of soldiers was placed in front of it and they sealed the tomb to provide an extra measure of security. "He's in there for good!" they thought.
I've encountered far worse fog and rocks in daily life, than I have on that trail. There has been large unscalable, unmovable, unnavigable crisis surrounded by the dense, thick fog of confusion that has brought me to my knees.
I know some of you are up against some very large rocks and a lot of fog. You are concerned about a relationship, your health, your financial future, or you've buried a loved one. The story of Easter gives us the sure confidence that our God knows how to move rocks and clear fog. In the book of Romans it reads, "For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans 8:38-39)
Because of the events of Easter, we can know that one day the stone in front of all our tombs will be rolled away and the sky will clear. I have no idea when that will happen. I only know that until it does, I have the strong promise that I can either wait it out or move forward knowing that either way, God's got me.