Holy Saturday reflects on an interesting period of time in human history. The day between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. That period between death and resurrection. The period between the event that causes suffering and the event that brings deliverance. The eternity between sorrow and joy.
In the Easter week, Friday is definitely a difficult day. It's the infliction of pain. It's the day where the death occurs, the suffering is inflicted.
But to me, Saturday, that next day has to be the worst. It's that period of waiting. Of reality setting in. The shock wears off, and everything is real.
On Friday, they were experiencing everything as it was happening, perhaps holding out hope for a miracle to completely change their circumstances that day. Perhaps in complete shock through the whole experience.
Saturday is the day everything sharpens. Jesus died. And for all the disciples know, he is not coming back. It's that period we all find ourselves in, where all we can do is just wait in our suffering. And I do not know about you, but I'm terrible at waiting. I want solutions. I want action. I want to change things, now. And the fact always remains that you cannot rush this time.
Saturday is when grief begins.
The good news is that we know it does end. It does get better. "Every storm eventually runs out of rain." Especially, for those that follow the Way, for those truly living the life He has called us to, we know the end. Even if we do not see the victory here, we know who holds it in His hand.
It's Holy Saturday. But Easter is Coming!
Today Thou dost keep holy the seventh day,
Which Thou has blessed of old by resting from Thy works.
Thou bringest all things into being and Thou makest all things new,
Observing the Sabbathh rest, my Saviour, and restoring strength.