They still did not understand from Scripture that Jesus had to rise from the dead. John 20:9
Hearing something and understanding it are two different things. Jesus said so.
Throughout my childhood, I heard that Jesus is love but I did not understand it until I let down the walls to my unbelief. It happened in my 40’s. I heard that Jesus was powerful enough to perform miracles, leaving spectators open mouthed, but I did not understand that he might perform one for me until I was desperate enough to ask for it. I heard that Jesus was forgiving but feared he might not forgive me if I went over a line, above which everything was unforgivable.
Truth can never be mine until I embrace it and walk in faith that it is true. Tragically, It is easy to know so much but experience so little. I can be saturated with information while my heart shrivels from lack of application.
Jesus told his disciples repeatedly that he would die and three days later rise again. Yet when Peter and John found the empty grave, they were stunned. Why? Hadn’t they been told? John relates the reason: “They did not understand.”
What parts of the Gospel do you think you know but don’t feel yet? What hasn’t penetrated your heart? Jesus’ sacrifice was meant to completely save us and sanctify us to such an extent that our entire belief system becomes saturated with the truth of our belovedness. Someone once told me, “It takes real guts to believe that!” No one has enough guts. Only faith, the kind that comes by hearing the Word of God, takes us without reservations to the heart of God.
Expose any pockets of unbelief. Breathe over my soul to make every expression of love invade my scared and skeptical heart. Amen
Christine Wyrtzen 
This came up as a memory on Facebook today. Loved this all over again and the beat goes on. It’s an adventure to fall in love over and over again. God is faithful.
Three years ago, this was me in a nutshell. Thankfully, God was not put off. The journey since then has not been without anger, pain and distress. He has brought people into my life whom God has gifted to speak to the way I’m wired so that I not only hear but understand. Thoughts and words that brought pain and produced resistance to Him, no longer stick in my throat. My mind has been renewed and my heart of stone is gone. The truth was buried inside the stone and so words of praise and thanks made me feel like a hypocrite. But now, God is continuing His new work in me and those kind of words flow so naturally now and lift me up because now they are true and real to me. I am not the same person I was a year ago let alone three years ago. It took me 47 years to get it. And I am ever so thankful that He never gave up on me when I and others did. God has allowed Christine and the ministry He called her to, to be pivotal in this. His Word does not return void but accomplishes what He wills. I remember Christine saying something like: “God is in the resurrection business and that if I drew near to Him, I would see my own dead life resurrected”. It is true. That is what I am celebrating this Easter and it is sweet.