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I really enjoy Luke 24:10-12,  “It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the other women with them who told this to the apostles. But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to them like nonsense…. Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb.”

“But they did not believe the women…”

I have two minds going on here at the same time, first a great deal of grace and good humor towards men who don’t believe women. We are often speaking two different languages and there really can be a communication gap. I recently tried to explain to a guy that there is a coolant leak in my car. It’s tiny, a pin hole. So he says, “Where, I don’t see anything?” Well of course you don’t, it’s invisible. Seems reasonable to me. If it were visible, I would not be asking for your help to find what is invisible.

Naturally, we soon arrived at, “Is it real? I can’t see it, I don’t think it’s real.”

Poor guy really has no idea how offensive that is. Like, I totally imagined my invisible coolant leak and I’m just here in this somewhat delusional state of confusion busy hallucinating car angst? And why would I even do that? Does this game serve some purpose?

Naturally it is not only invisible, it is intermittent. Intermittent is a big word that means, it only happens when there are no witnesses around. J/k

I’m sorry, but there are many situations where my word alone is simply going to have to suffice.

That kind of thing happens to me about 800 times a day. Every day.

“But they did not believe the women…” All except Peter. Peter believed them. “Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb.” Peter is my hero in the bible, my favorite, and some of my admiration stems from that simple sentence, “Peter however, got up…”

Peter believed the women, at least enough to go check it out.

What I like so much is that Peter once didn’t know the nature of his own self. Jesus predicts he will deny Him 3 times before the rooster crows, which is exactly what happens. I suspect that Peter now has developed enough humility to accept the possibility that perhaps the women’s words are not, “like nonsense” after all.

Women of course, are people and therefore capable of all kinds of wild tales, but one reason why I am always saying, believe the women, is because we really do have natural tendency not to, and because the bible lays it out over and over again, “believe the women.”

It is downright biblical. 

Privilege is a word that has a lot of nasty political connotations and makes people groan. It’s been hijacked by Marxists, by the grievance industry, and is often perceived as having something to do with money, class warfare. “Privilege” however, simply means you got something others don’t. It’s not necessarily bad to be “privileged.” At the moment I have the privilege of good health, the privilege of having a powerful faith.

However, something not being said, privilege automatically comes with responsibility, or it should anyway. Obviously our world is a bit broken. To not recognize our own privilege and to accommodate others is actually unkind and it tends to create a lot of comparisons, envy, division in the world. For example, if you are privileged to be walking upright, that means you now have the responsibility to not mow down elderly people in the grocery store.

One privilege men often have that I think many are unaware of, is the privilege of being believed, of having their words often taken at face value and accepted.

Jesus Christ knew that truth, recognized that fact, and made of point of so often revealing Himself to the women, to the woman at the well, to the women at the tomb. And to Peter, the same Peter who heard the women and , “got up and ran to the tomb.”