The women are convinced that they saw Jesus alive this morning. I understand how people can see what they want to see, if they want it badly enough. Our hearts can lead our eyes to deceive.
Still, God knows I wish it were true! But I have to do more than see. I need to hear him, to touch him, before I can believe it.
If he hadn't killed himself, Judas would have died of heartbreak this morning, hearing the women.