Saturday Sucks!

Good Friday – Sad Saturday – Resurrection Sunday

I’ve always been perplexed about how to feel about Saturday.

 The day between Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday.

Waiting in general, is a hard thing for most to do and do it well.

On Good Friday we think and reflect on the fact that Jesus died and what that means to all of humanity.  Friday was a world changing event.  It changed the world as they knew it then, and it changes our world as we know it today.  Even people who don’t believe in Jesus recognize that time(s) changed on that day.

 We record years and document time according to this time in history. 

The events on Friday, the death of an innocent man, the Son of God, an earthquake shook the ground, and the torn veil, were tragic and scary and sad, bet there was action, there were events, there was adrenaline, there was movement.

Saturday had to be so quiet.  I’ve often wondered what the people did on Saturday.  The time between

IT IS FINISHED

and

HE HAS RISEN.

Saturday was the first day they had to begin to mourn and process the Friday events.

Saturday is the time to recover from Friday and expect and prepare for Sunday.

Mourning and expectant are difficult spaces to occupy at the same time.

They didn’t understand what His resurrection would look like – they knew what He had told them, but they didn’t quite know what it meant or what it would look like.

They knew the horror they had seen on Friday, and they also knew when the sun (SON) rose on Sunday they could see Jesus again.

They thought they were going to get to see Him and pay their respects and anoint His body and see Him one last time.

Instead they got to see Him alive and glorified on that Resurrection Sunday.

How much of this life is lived on Saturday?

How much of this life is in the waiting, in the space between horror and resurrection?

The Saturday space between the end and new beginning, occupies sadness and expectancy.

How many times do we not understand what just happened, and yet we have a little hope that the worst is over and the new is dawning?

How many times are we exhausted from the events of our lives and the hope that there will be some healing following, some peace coming, and a new SON rise to see.

Saturday sucks, but it is a time to reflect and prepare for

WHAT is FINISHED and WHO is RISEN!