Normalcy has been crushed

I want to know how different things were after You died on the cross. I want to know the emotion, the thoughts and everything that was going on in those who had seen You, had followed You. It would have been so crazy to have been around this “revolutionary” and seen the things that You did and to have heard the things that You said. It shook everything around You. You shook everything. The force that You had as You walked from town to town was staggering. Your very presence had massive crowds bustling around stopping to see You, flocking to watch You. You had towns standing on edge to hear what You would say and see what You would do. I can sit here and try to imagine the conversations that were had afterwords but I am not quite clear how it would have sounded. What does one say after witnessing a paralytic rise up and walk? I think You would forever go down as “that one guy.” Remember that one guy….Why is it that only a few that saw who You really were? Do I see who you are? I want to be one of the ones that would have kept following. When I look at You all I see is the truth of all the universe. You carry and possess everything that I could ever want and more. The door that You open is the greatest possible opening that one could ever ask for. Have I walked through it? I have read what You said. Even more important, I have followed You to the cross. I can see it and I can see You there. Why are You there? What are You doing there? This is where You wanted me to follow You right? What does this mean? I see You there. I know that You are there, that it is You. I see the Son of God on a cross? What does this mean? I know that You said that You had to go there, but You never said why? What is the meaning? What are the implications of this? The emptiness that everyone had to feel after You died had to been suffocating. We followed You to the cross, then You were gone.
I am sure that they had start recalling the things that You said, “I am here to save, heal, bring joy and fulfillment to your lives.” Now You are gone. You said that nobody could know God apart from You, now what? You said that You would be gone for three days, now You are gone forever. I remember what You did, what You said, but now what? Three years wasted. Well maybe not wasted. What was witnessed had never been witnessed before. But now what?
I can imagine the “breaking news” that came. There are reports that You are back! The confusion and anger of some cruel joke someone was playing. Then a few more sightings. The glow of all that saw You. The instantaneous joy and hope that flooded the souls of those that saw You had to of offered something to those being told! Until finally the few were gathered and all at once there You were. The insanity of that moment is one for all time. There could not have been a calm soul in the room. The chaos of that moment would have been an explosion of everything that anyone could have wanted. The realization of what just happened had to been staggering. The one that they had followed died and then came back to life! Died and came back to life! How could it be? This became the affirmation of everything that You said. This sealed the deal. This became the permanent hope. Life could never be normal again. This was the day all things that were normal came to a crashing halt. This was the day that the extraordinary began.
I too can attest to this. All things normal have crashed and continue to crash since the day I came to know You as alive. How can anything be normal when normalcy has been crushed. Please crush the normalcy of my life! How can it be that my life would resemble anything of that of someone that hasn’t seen You alive. You are alive, things can never be the same. You changed everything for them, You changed everything for me. Nobody that You appeared to was the same afterwords, how could they be? How could I be? I emphatically declare, I cannot be. Normalcy has been crushed.