On Holy Saturday, we wait.
A custom not subscribed by many.
You could have risen after Good Friday.
The disciples, along with Mary Magdalene and Mary, the mother of James, waited.
Their grief overshadowed any vision of hope.
Yesterday, it snowed in Rochester, and today the sun shines over the green grass.
We have felt the range of emotions from the lockdown and quarantine.
The anxiety sets in about an unknown future.
The restlessness sets in from the isolation at home.
The sadness sets in from the cancellations and postponements.
Perhaps, in this Holy Saturday, we have in most familiar with Your disciples during the first.
We live the majority of our lives on this day between suffering and resurrection.
And today is no different.
Waiting does not mean You’re not at work, but it reveals You’re at work in ways we cannot see.
Moments of crisis quickly dismiss Your promises of the past.
So, we acknowledge the grief while also taking time to remember Your faithfulness.
Lord, teach us how to wait in this Holy Saturday.
Help us to look back on Your promises of the past.
Let us hold fast to the hope we have in You.
In all of us, we know that You are closer than we could ever imagine.
Originally published at https://peterenglert.com on April 11, 2020.