The Resurrection Game

All the kids gathered around Nannygranne to play a mysterious game about Jesus, not knowing what to expect.

“Let’s make two teams,” Nannygranne began.  “Chloe and Brooke, would you be teammates?  And the twins and Mason, would you be teammates?”

“Yeah!” Mason bounced excitedly, “Let’s beat ’em!”  Then the three high-fived each other.

“Ok.  I’ll ask a question, and you guys come up with ideas, and we’ll see who gets it right.  But before I begin, I have to remind you of what happened.”

Nannygranne got up and turned off all the lights but one small lamp, adding an atmosphere of suspense.  Then she lowered her voice to tell of the mysterious event.  “The first thing that happened was that they killed Jesus on the cross . . . after they nearly beat Him to death.  You all remember that, right?”

“Right!” Jacob responded.

“And then before they took Him off the cross, they stabbed Him in the side with a spear.”

“That was just mean!”

“Yes, it was, Chloe. Then two friendly strangers took His body and wrapped it up tight like a mummy.  It must have weighed over two hundred pounds altogether.  And then they put Him in a cave and rolled a rock as big as a refrigerator over the door.”

“Whoa, that’s big!” Mason said.

“Then the governor sent soldiers to make sure nothing happened to Jesus because Jesus had told people He’d come back alive in three days.  Some were afraid His Apostles might steal His body—but that’s silly because they were so afraid of the soldiers, that when they came to arrest Jesus, they all ran away. ”

“I’d be scared, too!” Jillian agreed.

“That was on a Friday about supper time.  Then Sunday morning, right after daylight, Jesus’ body was gone from the cave.”  Nannygranne whispered the next part: “But the mummy clothes were still laying there, empty, and His head cloth was folded like a napkin.”

She looked around, then got up and turned on the lights. “Even history books say Jesus’ body disappeared and was never found.  Now if Jesus wasn’t the Son of God and didn’t rise from the dead, something else must have happened to the body.  So teams, talk among yourselves and tell us what else could have happened to Jesus’ body.  One!  Two!  Three!  GO!”

(to be continued…)

Author:

I am a mother, grandmother, nanny, and writer—with a passionate concern about children, all children. With the help of my son Travis (who has a graduate degree in apologetics) I hope to share some thoughts that will be helpful to all who have the same concern.

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