Do you realize we celebrated the most fantastic feat ever completed? Easter is one of those holidays that can slip up on you before you know it. We know it’s coming each year, but somehow things are always extremely stressful and busy and I don’t really get to focus on the resurrection of Jesus Christ. It’s like I have to manage each day’s duties … and then finally Sunday morning arrives and I can take time to be thankful for the miracle of His resurrection.
I had several friends share with me some thoughts about the in-between time. What was Saturday like for the disciples and followers of Jesus — His family?
I’ve been at the grave site of several precious church members, extended family members and friends from the community. It has been a precious reminder that they are not dead — but alive. Some are alive with Jesus and some have to live in torment for eternity without Jesus.
But those friends never promised to return to life. I had no expectations of seeing an empty grave the next time I walked at Maplewood Cemetery. Jesus Christ told His disciples He would return in three days.
An anonymous author wrote, “It’s Saturday … the day between … in the middle … it’s the worst.
Surreal. Scary. Lonely. Hopeless. Disillusioning. Buried, (literally). Undesirably numbing. Saturdays are real. And hard. We all have them. The day in the middle. After hope has gone, awry. And you stare at nothing. Truth: Saturday … is about one thing … perseverance.”
I know a young couple whose life is in such a mess. It really appears hopeless. I don’t know if they can or will persevere through their “Saturday” or not. I remember the days of wondering how I’d buy groceries and pay bills. I felt hopeless many times.
I’m also getting to the age of life that I am uncertain how long I’ll be on this planet. There’s a lot of uncertainty there. Will I accidentally step in front of a bus and be a flat pancake one second and face to face with Jesus Christ the next? Will I get some horrible “BulaBula” disease and die a slow painful death? Will I be on a zip line, or jumping out of a perfectly good airplane or riding a crazy roller coaster?
I have had the opportunity to do some fun and crazy things. But one thing I know. The pastor of my youth, Duane Pringle always reassured my mom, “Donna will be fine until it’s her time.”
I’m thankful the “Saturday” stage of life I’m in now, still has lots of hope. I know Jesus Christ as my Savior and have since I was seven years old. Because Jesus kept his word and returned from the grave, I can say with hope that when this body dies, I will be alive with Jesus. “Saturday,” or the “in-between” for me, still brings lots of hope because Jesus had the power to defeat death and He returned … Alive.
Don’t get bogged down in the uncertainties of life. Turn the stress and problems over to the only one who can help you with life. Jesus Christ said in John 14:6, “I am the Way, the Life and the Truth. No man comes to the Father, but by me.” He also promised, Heb. 13:5b “I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.”
We do not have to endure the “Saturdays” alone. Jesus Christ is right there with us … if we ask Him to be. Admit that you need Him — because you really do! He can be trusted to keep his promises.
We celebrate His resurrection every Sunday morning. He’s Alive!