“The cloth that had been on Jesus’ head… was folded up in a place by itself.” John 20:7

Resurrection’s quiet detail
A folded napkin on a stone slab—resurrection’s whisper.
Not chaos, not haste. A deliberate act. A sign for the beloved disciple.
The hit – the miss
How many things do we leave folded neatly behind? What signs of life do we miss?

The drop
The risen One leaves not just an empty tomb, but a message in linen.
