On the third day the friends of Christ coming at daybreak to the place found the grave empty and the stone rolled away. In varying ways, they realized the new wonder; but even they hardly realized that the world had died in the night. What they were looking at was the first day of a new creation, with a new heaven and a new earth; and in a semblance of the gardener God walked again in the garden, in the cool not of the evening but the dawn.
Without Jesus, the profane overcomes the sacred, unclean defiles clean. With Jesus, clean washes unclean, the sacred conquers the profane.
–The Rev. Charlie Holt