I wonder if when Jesus died the disciples wanted to be shut up in the tomb, too. “Block out the light! Tell the oxygen to leave! Roll the stone in place, and keep it there! For hope is dead and so are we!” Gathered together behind a locked door, I wonder if they said, “This wood is not strong enough, this room is not dark enough, to match our pain.” They did not know or understand that the tomb would not stay closed or dark forever. That as dawn illuminated the sky on the third day, so did His glory illuminate the space where the stone had once been. Death,…