Easter is behind us, but the meaning of what happened there isn’t.
You know the story. Jesus on the cross. The crowd scattered. The tomb sealed.
But there are moments inside that story that are easy to move right past—not because it’s they’re hard to see, but because we’re not looking closely enough.
Here’s one of them.
Luke 23:50–56 (NKJV):
50 Now behold, there was a man named Joseph, a council member, a good and just man. 51 He had not consented to their decision and deed. He was from Arimathea, a city of the Jews, who himself was also waiting for the kingdom of God. 52 This man went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus. 53 Then he took it down, wrapped it in linen, and laid it in a tomb that was hewn out of the rock, where no one had ever lain before. 54 That day was the Preparation, and the Sabbath drew near.
55 And the women who had come with Him from Galilee followed after, and they observed the tomb and how His body was laid. 56 Then they returned and prepared spices and fragrant oils. And they rested on the Sabbath according to the commandment.
The Believer’s Bible Commentary puts it this way:
“In burying the body of Jesus, Joseph also buried himself, in a sense. That act separated him forever from the nation that crucified the Lord of life and glory. He would never be a part of Judaism again, but would live in moral separation from it and testify against it.”
