It's Saturday. The Saturday between Good Friday and Easter.
The day we kinda just want to skip over. The day when Jesus was dead. In the grave. Gone. I mean, what is there to celebrate today?
Yeah, I know. This whole weekend is a celebration of the Resurrection. But put yourself in the disciple's shoes. They didn't know the end of the story. They didn't have the cheat sheet. All they knew was pain.
Saturday was the day God was silent.
When death reigned and darkness seemed to have the upper hand.
When shattered hearts wept for their Messiah with no hope, no light, and no answers.
When confusion hammered into the foundation of belief and doubt clouded firm conviction.
Jesus was dead. And with Him, every hope that He was the One He claimed to be. What now? How could He be dead? I thought He was the answer. Where was God? Why would He allow His Son to be killed?
But why should we ponder all of this? Why does Saturday even matter to us?
Because we need to remember this in our "Saturday seasons".
When tragedy strikes and the pain is suffocating.
When our faith is shattered and we turn to God with clenched fists and scream, "I thought you promised!"
When the unknowns are more numerous than the answers and Heaven appears to watch in silence.
It's in those moments, we need to be reminded. That this is NOT THE END of the story. Did you hear me, friend? This is only Saturday! Don't lose hope. Hold on to your God. Flood your heart with His promises. Trust, even in the silence, and know that He is working behind the scenes, unawares, and unseen.
Hold on. Because Resurrection Sunday is coming.
He is not a passive God. His love is not cruel or unjust. He is using the pain and frustration and confusion of this season to grow and strengthen and mature you in ways He couldn't in the easy. And His love will not stay silent forever.
He is coming, dear one. In His time, He will wipe away your tears and bring healing to your heart. He will provide the answers. Fulfill the promise. Burst through the darkness with His victorious light.
And that's something to celebrate. Even on Saturday...
The day we kinda just want to skip over. The day when Jesus was dead. In the grave. Gone. I mean, what is there to celebrate today?
Yeah, I know. This whole weekend is a celebration of the Resurrection. But put yourself in the disciple's shoes. They didn't know the end of the story. They didn't have the cheat sheet. All they knew was pain.
Saturday was the day God was silent.
When death reigned and darkness seemed to have the upper hand.
When shattered hearts wept for their Messiah with no hope, no light, and no answers.When confusion hammered into the foundation of belief and doubt clouded firm conviction.
Jesus was dead. And with Him, every hope that He was the One He claimed to be. What now? How could He be dead? I thought He was the answer. Where was God? Why would He allow His Son to be killed?
But why should we ponder all of this? Why does Saturday even matter to us?
Because we need to remember this in our "Saturday seasons".
When tragedy strikes and the pain is suffocating.
When our faith is shattered and we turn to God with clenched fists and scream, "I thought you promised!"
When the unknowns are more numerous than the answers and Heaven appears to watch in silence.
It's in those moments, we need to be reminded. That this is NOT THE END of the story. Did you hear me, friend? This is only Saturday! Don't lose hope. Hold on to your God. Flood your heart with His promises. Trust, even in the silence, and know that He is working behind the scenes, unawares, and unseen.
Hold on. Because Resurrection Sunday is coming.
He is not a passive God. His love is not cruel or unjust. He is using the pain and frustration and confusion of this season to grow and strengthen and mature you in ways He couldn't in the easy. And His love will not stay silent forever.
He is coming, dear one. In His time, He will wipe away your tears and bring healing to your heart. He will provide the answers. Fulfill the promise. Burst through the darkness with His victorious light.
And that's something to celebrate. Even on Saturday...
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