It's Saturday

(5:15 AM) 

So it's been a while since I've written anything but it’s not for lack of anything happening, on the contrary there has been a lot going. I've been running on mach five trying to get projects wrapped up and to say it’s been taxing on me is an understatement. Anyway that's besides my point. I’m sitting here in my break room at work waiting to start my last 12-hour shift of this week and I just can’t help think of the significance of today.

Today is Saturday, the Saturday that precedes Easter actually. Now I know that our calendar and observance of these "Holy days” may be off or skewed a bit but the fact of the matter is there was a day in history where Jesus' body laid in a tomb. A day when His earthly Mother felt the agony and pain of losing a child and not just losing a child but bearing witness to him being unimaginably tortured, mocked and ultimately killed. If you sit and think on that for a minute this whole Jesus thing, that many today believe is just a story, begins to take on a whole new reality.

I can only attempt to imagine the pain and agony the mother of Jesus felt on the day after she witnessed her son murdered. Anyone who has experienced death first-hand knows all too well the pain that is left in its wake. You’re numb to reality, there’s a sense of disbelief, self-contemplation, and such a sense of loss that you just can't imagine how life is going to look with that person now gone. These same very real emotions and feelings were felt over two thousand years ago by a very distraught mom at the foot of a cross.

Those of us who know the history here understand that Saturday wasn't the final chapter for Jesus and I am eternally thankful for that. But I don't want to jump ahead to Resurrection Sunday just yet. I think it's important to unpack and process the significance of "Saturday", because it’s in the pain and heartache where we can glean understanding and revelation. The pain is real and you yourself may be feeling the pain that life can sometimes inflict on us, but in the end just as the death of Christ was a momentary event, so is your pain.

When I walked through the life-changing events of my older Brother and Grandpa leaving this earth and stepping into eternity, to this day it was the most real, raw, and indescribable set of emotions and feelings I've ever experienced in my life. But you know what? In each one of these situations I looked for God and he was always there. He revealed things to me in His Word and in things around me that I believe I would have never been able to understand without going through this pain.

So today just try to understand that in the process of pain there is hope because it may look very dark and it may feel like "Saturday" will never end but eventually "Sunday" will come.

Take Care & God Bless,

-E