Into my tomb came The King. My spirit said, “He is your Hope”. His Light brought hope into all of Hades. He preached to imprisoned spirits, causing shouts of praise to arise. I embraced Him, knowing He had already embraced me. As He exited the tomb, The Firstborn From The Dead, I grabbed His heels, the very heels that had just trampled down the Serpent and Death itself; I rose with Him. When He ascended I rode His coattails to sit with Him in the Heavenly Places. He told me that when He returns I will come with Him. He laid hold of me and I laid hold of Him. I wrestled with Him and found Him to be The Blessing. I lost and won in the same moment.
(Genesis 32:24-30, 33:4, 35:9-15; I Peter 3:19, 4:6; 1 Corinthians 15:54-57, Colossians 3:1-4, Ephesians 2:6, Revelation 1:5, Philippians 3:12)
