Holy Week Blog: Saturday
This wasn’t how it was supposed to end…
‘You tasted that wine at the wedding in Cana, right? That wasn’t just water’, they must have said. ‘And that blind man, he looked into your eyes after his sight was restored. He was truly healed right?’ One of them must have reminded them, ‘Remember that day when that huge crowd gathered outside Bethsaida and he made all that food appear. We ate that. That filled us up.’ ‘I mean, he raised Lazarus from the dead, why couldn’t he save his own life?’ The Disciples must have been in shock, questioning everything they had seen, heard, and done over the past three years with Jesus. Jesus had performed so many miracles, taught so honestly and convincingly. He was their Messiah, their Savior. They were sure of it… until now.
Their leader Peter had run off in shame after denying he even knew Jesus three times. Their accountant Judas had been more worried about money than they had even realized and was now hanging from noose in a field. This “band of brothers” who had followed Jesus everywhere was shattered, shaken, and scared. What would they do now? Try to pick up the pieces of the lives they left behind? Would they even be allowed to, or would they be killed just as their Teacher was?
It was the Sabbath, their day of rest, yet surely their souls were not restful. I have felt this before. Maybe not to their extent, but I have wondered if all those Sundays of going to church and youth group, all my time reading the Bible and praying, all those “nice things” I did for people on mission trips; if they were really worth it. Were my actions that were governed by my faith, put in the right man? You have felt this too I am sure. Maybe you can’t get past that feeling and are still stuck in a rut of doubt.
Then Sunday comes.
The tomb is empty! Jesus is alive! Some of the disciples like Thomas still needed to see the scars and feel His hands, but there was no doubting anymore, this was real; He really did it! He proved He was who He said He was and that He would do what He said He would do. He IS God. His Miracles were signs of His divinity; His words absolute truth that bring life.
I love turning to the Psalms when I am sad or doubt or worry. David’s cries to God for help always comfort me, helping me know I am not the only one who has felt the way I do. I was recently reminded of Psalm 62:1
For God alone my soul waits in silence; from him comes my salvation.
The Resurrection is the assurance of our salvation. We can know that Jesus finished the work of paying for our sins, of removing our transgressions against God. We glory in Him for that, celebrating his sacrifice and his victory. But we also gain peace. The best part of being a Christian is that Easter Sunday happened; we don’t live in a world stuck in Saturday. We don’t have to be shattered, shaken, and scared at every threat to our faith. We don’t have to run and hide when things don’t seem to be happening the way we thought they would when we put our faith in Jesus. He has proven Himself to be true and we can trust that he has won the salvation for us that He promised when we put our faith in Him.