Two secret disciples risk their status, their wealth, and potentially their lives to give Jesus an honorable burial. Hours after the Sanhedrin forced Pilate to crucify Jesus, Joseph of Arimathea—a member of this ruling council—asks Pilate for a favor. Instead of having soldiers toss the criminal’s body into an unmarked grave, Joseph offers his own new tomb. Meanwhile, Nicodemus shows up with three or four of his servants, carrying the finely wrapped spices and the linen clothing. It’s like Mary pouring out a year’s salary worth of perfume on Jesus’ feet. Even in his death, Jesus is worthy of expensive risks. Perhaps after Nicodemus spoke up for Jesus to get a fair trial, Joseph knocked on his door one night, and confessed he was starting to believe. Joseph had the tomb and the political access; Nicodemus had the spices. In the fall of 2020, during a global staff meeting, I asked the Global CEO and Chair of the Board if she would ask her Mom to release one of Ravi Zacharias’s victims from an oppressive NDA. I remember my voice shaking as I struggled to get the words out. Speaking up led to me being bullied, but it also acted as a beacon. After the call, new friends reached out to talk. Together, these friends pull Jesus’ limp wrists free of the nails. As the dead weight of the body falls toward the ground, they catch him. They take turns carrying his body as they hastily walk through the crowds to a garden tomb in a nicer part of Jerusalem. As the sun drops toward the horizon, they hurry to complete their obligations before the Sabbath begins. These high status teachers are covered in blood, dust, and the smells of death and myrrh. With one final, exhausted push, they all throw themselves against a large stone, and seal the tomb. Jesus is secure in the dark, and his disciples have fled, but two unlikely friends are finally walking in the light.