April 7, 2012 § Leave a comment
but that saturday, 1 day after Jesus died, the day He lay still and cold in a tomb, what an unbelievably hard day for His family, His friends.
they must have struggled to remember each word He spoke, like sorting through a massive jigsaw puzzle and trying to understand how they go together. and then discovering this horrible shaped piece, this crucified and dead piece, how does that fit in?
the presence of His absence must have been overwhelming.
how difficult to grieve for Him but also to be at such a loss to understand.
in the shadow of His horrific death, how hard to rest and trust, to Sabbath.
and how very much like our lives.
we struggle to make sense of what happens in our lives and just like the first disciples and friends of Jesus,
what we need is not fuller knowledge but fuller trust.
Easter is at work in the darkness, in the grave, in what appears to be dead and hopeless.
God does His most magnificent work in the dark, dead places.
the beauty of redemption lays hidden, waiting to explode in it’s Easter glory.