Day two

It is easy to look at the disciples and other friends of Jesus and wonder at their disbelief. Jesus had told them that He would rise on the third day, yet they reacted like they had no clue. The events of Good Friday devastated them. The One they had placed so much hope in was dead.

  Then day two came. Some things are worse the next day. You have a troubled night of sleep, if you sleep at all. Then morning comes, and it all comes flooding back. It had to be just of a dark day for them as the day before. Jesus didn't come down off of the cross. He had died and was right then in a tomb, lifeless. Their hopes and dreams were crushed.

  There's a song I like to hear this time of year, it goes like this:

Day one they found him guilty and sentenced him to die
When the crowd heard the news they shouted "crucify"
Crowned with thorns they mocked His name and nailed Him to the cross
He hung there till His dying breath
Day one all hope was lost

Day two it's still and quiet,  the crowd had all gone home
His broken body in the tomb sealed with the soldier's stone
Believers who had followed him weep and question why
Seeds of fear and doubt take hold
Day two disciples hide
(Oh they hide)

Day three His body's missing the stone was rolled away
An angel of the Lord appeared when the women came
Trembling out of fear and joy, amazed at what they find
They quickly run to spread the word
Day three He is alive (Jesus is Alive)

Day one the hill ran crimson red with blood to cleans all sin
Day two reminds us keep the faith when the doubts set in
Oh what difference one day makes from death to victory
The cross became an empty grave on day three


   Not much is said about Saturday of Holy Week. It had to be rough. The disciples were in hiding, afraid they'd be next. The Savior they had hoped would deliver them from the Romans was gone, lying dead in a borrowed tomb.

Day two it's still and quiet,  the crowd had all gone home
His broken body in the tomb sealed with the soldier's stone
Believers who had followed him weep and question why
Seeds of fear and doubt take hold
Day two disciples hide

  We look back and wonder where was their faith? They had walked with Jesus for three years and seen Him perform tons of miracles. If anyone knew His heart and what He was going to do, it should have been them. How could they doubt Him after all they had been through with Him?

"Day two reminds us keep the faith when the doubts set in"

 And yet we do the same thing. Saturday comes for all of us at some point, and more than once for most of us. Life is going great, then BAM! Something happens and we doubt God, Sure, He helped us in the past, but this is now, and we can't see a way through. Some Saturdays last more than a day. They can last weeks, months, a lifetime...... dark, discouraging times and we doubt and fear. 

 I do it. I get discouraged, depressed, down. I pray and pray about something - or somethings - and God doesn't act as fast as I expect, or it seems He doesn't act at all, so I doubt and lose faith. I wonder if He really cares, of He truly loves me. If He did, then why..... If it is really bad, I have questioned if He really exists. If He does, then surely He would have answered that prayer by now, helped in that situation by now...... and the doubts and fears grow. Maybe I am not a Christian after all, maybe this, maybe that..... and all the while, the answer may be on the morrow, or next week. 

 There is a lot to learn about the events of Holy Week, and many lessons we can take away from it. The most important is of course Jesus died for our sins and rose again, but maybe the reason He waited til third day was to remind us that Sunday always comes. No matter how dark our Saturdays may be, there is always hope. God always comes through. It may not be how or when we want and expect Him to, but He always comes through. Saturday doesn't last forever.