Some weeks it is hard for me to sit still. It's hard for my heart and mind to calm down. To listen.
But finally.
Silent Saturday.
I've heard before, "to get to Resurrection Sunday we have to go through Good Friday." So true.
Traveling to Resurrection Sunday also requires a pause on Silent Saturday.
There isn't a lot said about the day in between.
But it isn't hard to imagine the depths of grief Jesus' friends and followers must have experienced.
Without too much speculation, I think we can say that Saturday was a day of intense confusion, sadness, perhaps even despair.
And yet, Silent Saturday was not the end. It was only a temporary stop.
Something that had to be passed through on the way to triumph, eternal life, eternal joy, forgiveness, and uninterrupted union with God.
Outside of seeing Jesus die on the cross on Friday, Saturday must have been the second longest day for the friends and disciples who lived with Jesus.
Mary Magdalene, sitting in a corner, her face buried in her knees, sobbing. The horrible silence in the home of Lazarus, Mary and Martha. If anyone gathers with them, they simply sit in shock.
Our Silent Saturdays are hard and long. No one gets out of this life without deep heartache.
But, we know something the followers of Jesus who lived 2,000 years ago hadn't yet realized: Resurrection Sunday is coming. Ultimately, every bit of sorrow and sadness, despair and death will be removed.
Our heartaches are not permanent.
One of the gifts of Resurrection Sunday is the reminder that no matter how long or sorrowful our own "Silent Saturdays" are, Jesus will restore all things, wipe away all tears, and gather His sheep into His arms, to be in perfect harmony with Him forever.
And we get to experience a taste of that in this life, as we walk with Jesus each day.
"I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in Me will live, even if he dies." John 11:25
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