Conquered Foes

Conquered Foes

Richard Roberts

A story is told about Sin and Death. On the Friday night after Jesus was crucified. Sin came running into the garden where the body of Jesus had been laid in the tomb. Sin cried out, “Death, do you really have Him?”

Death called back from within the tomb, “Yes, Sin, I really have Him. I’ve got my hand on Him. My Shroud is around His body.” Sin left.

On Saturday night, Sin went back to the garden and called out to Death inside the tomb, “Do you still have Him? The word is out that He’s going to rise again after three days.” Death replied, “Go home. I’ve got it under control. My hands are on Him, and the stone’s in place. He’s not going anywhere!”

Sin left, but the next day he was back. He found the stone rolled away and Death sitting in the tomb, his head in his hands. “What happened?” Sin asked. “Where is He?” Death said, “Something began to move around in that tomb. Suddenly that stone catapulted from the door, the angels of God filled the space, and Jesus shook me off and rose up out of that shroud― whole, well, and alive!”

“Did He say anything?” Sin asked.

“Just one thing,” Death answered. “He said, ‘Tell your good friend Sin that you’re both conquered.”’

When this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? (1 Corinthians 15:54–55).