We can experience ultimate Victory every time, when God is for us nothing can stand against uJesus Christ, walking out of the tombS. God is for us no one can snatch us, His chosen out of His hands
Life turns every person upside down. No one escapes unscathed. Not the woman who discovers her husband is having an affair. Not the businessman who has his investments embezzled by a crooked colleague. Not the teenager who discovers that a night of romance has resulted in a surprise pregnancy. Not the pastor who feels his faith shaken by questions of suffering and fear. We’d be foolish to think we are invulnerable. But we’d be just as foolish to think that evil wins the day. The Bible vibrates with the steady drumbeat of faith, God recycles all evil into righteousness.

I don’t have an easy solution or a magic wand. I have found something someone far better, God himself. When God gets in the middle of life, evil becomes good. We have seen this discovery in the story of Joseph?  He was saddled with setbacks, the rejection of his family, deportation, slavery, and imprisonment. Yet he emerged triumphant, a hero of his generation. among his final recorded words are these comments to his brothers.  Genesis 50:20 But as for you, you meant evil against me; but God meant it for good, in order to bring it about as it is this day, to save many people alive.

This is the repeated pattern in Scripture, everything Satan and Demons means and does Evil, our God turns out for good. The soldiers pound the nails in Jesus Christ hands, while Jesus’ enemies smirk and Satan’s demons all lurking around. Satan whispers. this time I will win, for a silent Saturday it appeared Satan did win. Jesus Christ final breath, His battered body, Mary wept, Blood was seeping down the timber into the dirt. Followers lowered God’s Son as the sun set. Soldiers sealed the tomb, and night fell over the earth.
Yet what Satan intended as the ultimate evil, God used for the ultimate good. God rolled the rock away. Jesus walked out on Sunday morning, a smile on his face and a bounce to his step. And if you look closely, you see Satan scampering from the cemetery with his forked tail between his legs. “Will I ever win?” he grumbles. No. He won’t.

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