An empty tomb. That's what several women discovered; on the morning of the first day of the week. An open, empty tomb in which they had seen someone buried and to which the entrance had been sealed only two evenings ago. "He is not here." The angel tells them, I can hear the reproach in his tone,

         Have you ever come to that moment in a story, or even in rel life, where the hero; the one you're rooting in to save the day, the strong one you are counting on to end the reign of terror, suddenly falters? In that moment you see his weakness and you begin to loose faith in him.

        In traditional evangelical church liturgy when communion is served, the officiant begins, "On the night that Jesus was betrayed, He took the bread and broke it..."         Intriguing. Not the night He was arrested, not the night he 'turned himself in,' not the night He was tried for false crimes, but the night He was betrayed.