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Long Pond Baptist Church, Chiefland, FL (2026)

04/05/2026

O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?

You had your moment

You had the cross
the nails
the breath leaving His lungs

You had the silence
the sealed tomb
the stone rolled shut

You had the darkness
the weeping
the feeling that this was the end

You had all of it

And it looked like you won

Because you always did

Every body you took
you kept

Every grave you filled
stayed full

Every story that ended in you
ended

Until Him

Until Jesus

Because you didn’t realize

you weren’t taking a life

you were facing the Author of it

And for a moment
you thought
this is no different

But three days later

you felt it

The shift

The breath

The breaking

Because the grave
could not hold Him

The stone
could not stop Him

The darkness
could not keep Him

And suddenly

death

you lost

Not weakened
Not delayed

Defeated

Because the body
you claimed

stood up

Alive

And now everything
you once held

slips through your fingers

Because your power
was never final

Your victory
was never permanent

Your sting

is gone

Because Jesus
walked into death

and walked out

carrying the keys

So now

you don’t get the last word

you don’t get the final say

you don’t get to keep
what you take

Because He is alive

And you

death

have been defeated 🤍

04/05/2026

They are not wounds anymore
They are reminders

Reminders
of nails that should have ended everything
but didn’t

Reminders
of a cross that looked like defeat
but became victory

Those scars—
still there
still visible
still real

Not hidden
Not erased
Not covered up by glory

He kept them

The holes in His hands
The mark in His side

Proof
that love doesn’t just say it cares
it stays

It suffers
It carries
It finishes

Those scars don’t whisper

They speak

Of mercy that ran deeper than sin
Of grace that outlasted death
Of a Savior who chose the pain
so you wouldn’t have to carry it forever

They are not wounds anymore

They are reminders

That your worst day
doesn’t get the final word

That what looked buried
can rise again

That you are not too far gone
not too broken
not too late

Because the scars remain—

not as evidence of loss
but as proof
that love won

04/05/2026

If Jesus didn’t rise from the grave…
then this is all meaningless

Your pain
Your loss
Your prayers
Your hope

All of it—empty

But if He did…

If Jesus Christ of Nazareth
was beaten
crucified
laid in a sealed tomb

and three days later
walked out alive—

Then everything changes

That means death was defeated
That means sin doesn’t get the final word
That means your story is not over

That means what feels buried
can breathe again

The stone was real
The grave was real
The death was real

But so is the resurrection

And He didn’t just rise
to prove a point

He rose
to save you

So no—
Easter isn’t just a day

It’s the moment
everything changed

He is risen ✝️

04/05/2026

He is not here.

The place that once held death
now holds nothing.

The stone was real
The grave was sealed
The silence felt final

Everything said
it was over

But heaven had already decided
this was not the end

“He is not here,
for He is risen,
just as He said.”

Not almost
Not symbolically
Not eventually

He rose

Which means—

Death doesn’t win
Grief doesn’t have the final word
And what feels buried in your life
is not beyond resurrection

The tomb is empty
so your hope doesn’t have to be

Come and see

Matthew 28:6 ✝️

04/05/2026

In that time…
a woman’s voice
was not trusted

Her testimony
was not even considered valid in court

She was not the one
you would build a story on

Not if you wanted people
to believe you

And especially not
this kind of story

Not a resurrection

Not a claim
that a dead man
walked out of a grave

Because if you were trying
to make something up

you would choose someone credible

Respected
honored
trusted

A man

A leader

Someone whose words
carried weight

But God—

chose a woman

And not just any woman

Mary Magdalene

The one
people would have whispered about

The one
with a past

The one Scripture says
had seven demons cast out of her

If this were fabricated
they would have never written her in

They would have erased her

But they didn’t

Because they couldn’t

Because she was there

Weeping
waiting
loving

When others left

She came expecting death

and saw life

And the first voice
the risen Jesus chose to speak to

the first person
He revealed Himself to

was her

And that changes everything

Because the gospel
is not built on what sounds impressive

It’s built on what is true

And the truth is

Jesus didn’t come
for the polished
the powerful
the already accepted

He came for the broken

The overlooked
The ones with a past

The ones the world
would never choose

And He didn’t just save her

He honored her

He entrusted her

He let her be the first

to see Him

alive

So if you’ve ever felt
disqualified
too messy
too far gone

remember this

The first witness
of the resurrection

was a woman

with a past

And God didn’t rewrite her story

He redeemed it 🤍

04/05/2026

Today is Easter…
and something in me
doesn’t want to rush past that

Because we say it so quickly

He is risen

and move on

But do you understand
what that means?

That means

the body
that hung on a cross

the lungs
that stopped breathing

the heart
that was pierced

started again

Not symbolically

Literally

He was dead

and then—

He wasn’t

And I can’t stop thinking
about the stillness of that tomb

How dark it must have been
How final it must have felt

How death had never
lost before

Every other body
that entered a grave

stayed

Every other story
that ended in death

ended

Until Him

Until Jesus

Because death
met something it had never met before

A Savior
who didn’t just die

but had the authority
to take His life back

And I wonder
what it sounded like

when breath filled His lungs again

When silence broke

When the grave
realized
it couldn’t keep Him

Because the stone
wasn’t rolled away
so He could get out

It was rolled away
so we could see

See that death
does not have the final word

See that sin
does not have the final word

See that your story
does not end
in the grave

Because if Jesus
walked out

then nothing
is too far gone

Not your past
Not your mistakes
Not the things you’ve buried
and tried to move on from

Not even the parts of you
that feel completely dead

Because this is what Easter means

It means death
is defeated

It means hope
is not fragile

It means darkness
doesn’t win

It means God
is not finished

And if He can step into a grave
and walk out alive

then He can step into your life
and do the same

So today—

don’t just say
He is risen

Feel it

Let it shake you

Let it confront you

Let it change you

Because Jesus

is not in the grave

He is alive

And that

changes everything 🤍

04/05/2026

The first to see Jesus
was a woman
who once had seven demons

Not a priest
Not a ruler
Not the ones who walked closest beside Him

A woman
the world would have overlooked
the world would have labeled
the world would have whispered about

A woman
who knew what it felt like
to be bound
to be broken
to not even recognize herself

Seven demons

Fully captive
Fully lost
Fully unable to save herself

Until Jesus

And I wonder
if that’s why she stayed

Why she was the one
still at the tomb
still weeping
still searching

Because when you’ve been set free like that

you don’t leave

You don’t forget
You don’t move on like it was small

You stay close

Even when it looks over
Even when it feels finished
Even when hope feels buried

She stayed

And she came looking
for a dead Savior

But Jesus doesn’t stay dead

And the first voice
He chose to speak to

the first eyes
He chose to meet

the first name
He called

was hers

Mary

The woman
who once had seven demons

The woman
who knew exactly
what He had saved her from

Because maybe

the ones who have been freed the most
love the deepest

And maybe

the reason she saw Him first

is because she never stopped looking

So if you feel disqualified
too broken
too far gone

remember this

The first person
to witness the resurrection

was a woman
who used to be completely bound

And Jesus chose her

to see Him

alive 🤍

04/05/2026

Silence Does Not Mean Stillness
it just means
you cannot hear
what God is doing

because some of His greatest work
does not come with noise

no announcement
no warning
no visible movement

just quiet

the kind that makes you question
if He’s even there

the kind that makes you wonder
if you got it wrong

if the promise
was never really for you

they felt it too

on that Saturday

when the sky did not open
and the stone did not move

when prayers
seemed to fall flat

and hope
felt buried

but what they could not see

was that heaven
was not silent

it was working

deep beneath
what eyes could reach

death was being undone
chains were breaking
victory was forming

in the dark

in the quiet

in the space
where it looked like nothing

God was moving

so if all you hear right now
is silence

do not mistake it
for absence

because the same God
who was quiet in the tomb

was already
preparing resurrection

silence
does not mean stillness

it means
God is working
where you cannot see

04/05/2026

What actually happened on the Saturday before Jesus rose?

We talk a lot about Friday.
We celebrate Sunday.

But Saturday…
Saturday is the day most people skip over.

And yet, it might be one of the most important days to understand.

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1. Jesus was truly dead and buried

After the crucifixion, Jesus didn’t “pass out.”
He didn’t almost die.

He died.

A man named Joseph of Arimathea, a respected member of the council, asked for His body.
He wrapped Jesus in linen and laid Him in a new tomb cut out of rock.

A large stone was rolled in front.

This mattered because it fulfilled prophecy and confirmed that His death was real, physical, and complete.

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2. The tomb was sealed and guarded

The religious leaders remembered that Jesus had said He would rise again.

So they went to Pilate and asked for security.

The tomb was sealed.
Roman guards were stationed outside.

This wasn’t a casual burial.

It was locked down to prevent any claim of resurrection.

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3. His followers were grieving and confused

The disciples were scattered.

The same men who said they would die for Him were now hiding in fear.

The women who loved Him deeply prepared spices for His body… but because it was the Sabbath, they had to wait.

Everything felt over.

The Messiah they believed in had been crucified.

From their perspective, there was no “Sunday” yet.

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4. It was the Sabbath… a day of stillness

Saturday was the Sabbath.

A day of rest.

Which means something incredibly painful:

The world slowed down…
while their hearts were breaking.

They couldn’t even go to the tomb yet.

They had to sit in it.
The grief.
The confusion.
The silence.

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5. Heaven was not silent, even if earth was

This is where many people don’t realize what Scripture reveals.

While Jesus’ body lay in the tomb…

His spirit was not inactive.

👉 1 Peter 3:18–20 tells us He went and proclaimed victory to the spirits.
👉 Ephesians 4:8–10 describes Him descending and then ascending in victory.

Many theologians understand this as:

Jesus fully entering death…
and declaring that sin, Satan, and the grave had been defeated.

The cross was not a loss.

It was a victory in motion.

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6. Saturday is the space we all live in sometimes

This is why this day matters so much.

Because Saturday feels familiar.

It’s the day where:

You prayed… but nothing changed.
You believed… but it still hurt.
You trusted God… but He feels silent.

It’s the space between promise and fulfillment.

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7. The silence was never the end

If you had stood at the tomb on Saturday, you would have seen:

A sealed grave.
Armed guards.
No movement.

It would have looked final.

But it wasn’t.

Because what looked like the end…
was actually the setup for the greatest victory in history.

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Saturday teaches us this:

Just because God feels silent
does not mean He is absent.

Just because you can’t see movement
does not mean He isn’t working.

⸻

Sunday was coming.

It always was.

04/05/2026

The grave isn’t empty today.
The stone is still sealed.
the air still heavy
with everything that didn’t turn out
the way we hoped

He’s still inside

Still wrapped
still silent

And if this is the end—

then everything He said
falls quiet with Him

The blind stay blind
The broken stay broken
Sin stays unshaken
Death keeps its throne

And hope…

hope becomes a story
we told ourselves
because we needed something
to hold onto

If the grave stays full

then love went all the way
and still lost

Then the cross was just
another ending

Another life
swallowed up by death

And we are left here

standing outside a tomb
with nothing but memories
and unanswered prayers

Because if He didn’t rise

then forgiveness is fragile
grace is just a word
and eternity
is a question mark

If the grave isn’t empty

then darkness
gets the final say

And all we have
is a God
who stayed dead

But…

what kind of God
would let the story
end like that

What kind of love
would go that far
only to stop there

No

This silence
this waiting
this unbearable stillness

is not the end

Because graves
were never meant
to hold Him

And tomorrow—

everything changes

05/12/2024

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Proverbs 31:10-31
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
11 The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil.
12 She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life.
13 She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands.
14 She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar.
15 She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens. 16 She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard.
17 She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms.
18 She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night.
19 She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.
20 She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy.
21 She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet.
22 She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple.
23 Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land.
24 She maketh fine linen, and selleth it ; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant.
25 Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.
26 She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
27 She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
29 Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
30 Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the LORD, she shall be praised.
31 Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

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