Literature
Reclaimed
"Did I not promise you that you would see God's glory?"
He almost looked hurt. His eyes, still glistening with tears, shone like a live coal fresh from the flames.
She gaped, awed into silence. Something within her started to burn as she saw Him turn towards the tomb.
"Roll away the stone," He repeated.
For a minute, no one had moved. She had rushed towards him, thinking He had wanted to see his body, saying, "Lord, please, don't
he smells
"
Now they just stood there. A tight feeling passed over the crowd, waves of cold mixed with tinges of warmth. No one dared shatter the feelingwho knew what would break loose?
He turne