I was reading about Jesus burial this morning and it hit me like it hasn’t hit me before. There were threads from someone’s life woven into that story. Threads that had happened well before the day of Jesus’ death. Threads that wove together to create the story of His burial. It’s just three verses — When it was evening, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who also was a disciple of Jesus. He went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus. ... VIEW POST
