And they remembered his words, And returned from the sepulchre, and told all these things unto the eleven, and to all the rest. It was Mary Magdalene, and Joanna, and Mary the mother of James, and other women that were with them, which told these things unto the apostles. And their words seemed to them as idle tales, and they believed them not (Luke 24:8-11)~~ Jesus’ followers were convinced that He was the coming King; the Messiah, who would rule the nations with a rod of iron. All His disciples were severely disappointed when the unthinkable happened: Jesus was crucified. The coming, conquering King had come and didn’t seem to have conquered. Maybe Jesus wasn’t the Messiah? If He wasn’t, then… now what? With Jesus dead, His followers were distraught. They were on their journey, talking about everything that had just happened, trying to sort through it all—still unaware that Jesus had been raised. Jesus met them on this road, but He kept them from recognizing Him (Luke 24:17). To them He was a stranger passing on the road. They told this ‘stranger’ that they thought Jesus was the one who was going to redeem Israel. They said that some of their friends were telling what they thought were fairytales about Him rising from the dead. When we commit our faith to Christ and things in our life seemingly fall apart before our eyes and trials happen and the outcomes of things we believed Him for occur differently than we expected, it’s typical of us to waiver in our belief, become distraught and even start to believe the naysayers’ haunting quips about our so-called foolishness. We remember with specific detail those things we believed and we feel as if we are in a ‘limbo’ wondering what is to become of us next. The true test of our faith comes between that period of the apparent ‘death’ to the foundation of our faiths and the revelation of God’s blessing! It is now, more than ever that we must know the God of the faith we carry. Despair not believer… weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning!!!