Dear Diary, This has been the longest, most difficult, most awesome day of my life, and as exhausted as I am, I cannot put my head to sleep without telling of this day.  So many confusing things are happening that I can’t comprehend, for now I just want to empty my head, because I know these are mysterious times and I am trying so hard to honor them.   This morning I awoke before dawn to go to Jesus’ tomb, it was still dark when I arrived.  I was so shocked because the front stone of the tomb was moved aside. I didn’t know what to do and I was so afraid, I ran to get Peter.  Along the way I wondered, has someone stolen the body, was Jesus in there, did someone desecrate his body?  I should have gone in and looked, I should have been braver, I was so afraid, and I feared the Romans were watching me.  I ran straight to the guys to protect me.   I told Peter and the other disciples they must have stolen Jesus from the tomb, where do you think th...