There is no single event in all of history that is more significant than Jesus having been raised from the dead.
On good Friday, the savior of the world was crucified. He had been arrested the night before and crucified that morning. While He hung on the cross, at about the 6th hour, a darkness fell over the land…
He was arrested under darkness, He died in darkness, and He was buried in darkness.
From that Friday night until Sunday morning, the disciples could still feel the darkness as they feared this was surely the end. What would it mean for them now? Where would they go, and what would they do? They waited in stunned silence for something they had missed.
Then came Sunday morning… HE IS RISEN!
“… an angel of the Lord descended from heaven and came and rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothing white as snow. And for fear of him the guards trembled and became like dead men. But the angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you seek Jesus who was crucified. He is not here, for he has risen, as he said. Come, see the place where he lay."