After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
2 There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.
3 His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow.
4 The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
5 The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified.
6 He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.
7 Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.” Matthew 28:1-7

So casual was the Angel of the Lord. He just sat on the stone after he rolled it from the entrance. The body was already gone.

Gone.

He didn’t need to look in because he was merely a messenger. He might have already seen the risen Lord. Who knows?

He was a messenger with perhaps the greatest news of all time. In fact, throughout Christendom, what that angel told the two Marys is still proclaimed loud and clear: The tomb is empty.

That simple fact differentiates Christianity from all other religions. You can go find Buddha or Muhammad or Krishna. They are all buried somewhere.

But Jesus?

The tomb is empty.

Very empty.