Saturday
The
next day, the one after Preparation Day, the chief priests and the Pharisees
went to Pilate. “Sir,” they said, “we remember that
while he was still alive that deceiver said, ‘After three days I will rise
again.’ So give the order for the tomb to be
made secure until the third day. Otherwise, his disciples may come and steal
the body and tell the people that he has been raised from the dead.
This last deception will be worse than the first.” “Take a guard,” Pilate answered. “Go, make the
tomb as secure as you know how.” So they went
and made the tomb secure by putting a seal on the stone and
posting the guard.
The Saturday after the
resurrection had to be hard. It
was a day of mourning. It’s the
in-between day. The day after the
crucifixion and the day before resurrection . . . you hope. You remember that Jesus said that after
three days, he would be resurrected, but maybe you are not so sure about that
on Saturday. On Saturday, you are
just hoping what he said was true.
If you even remember. Sometimes,
we forget what God said when we are in between Friday and Sunday. Between crucifixion and
resurrection. But your enemies
didn’t forget.
The
chief priests and the Pharisees didn’t forget that Jesus said that he would
rise again on the third day. Even
though they were the ones who got him crucified, they really didn’t forget
about what Jesus said. And I’m
guessing, they needed to cover their bases. So they sealed the tomb and put an armed guard in front to
prevent what they thought would be a fraudulent attempt of his disciples to
steal Jesus’ body to act like he rose from the dead. So they made the tomb as secure as they knew how.
I
want to stay here for a moment. I’m not going to get into the resurrection yet.
Today is Saturday and if I am a disciple, I don’t know if what Jesus said about
raising up on the third day is true yet.
I might not even remember what he said because I am in such mourning and
shock over how his death went down.
I might be thinking, what was it all for? I just spent three years of my life following this dude and
now he’s dead. I thought he was a
king. I thought he was going to
rule. How is he dead? What am I supposed to do now?
I
think we all have times in our lives that feel like Saturday. More often than we might desire. You have a promise from God, but it
doesn’t look good. There is
nothing that would give you any indication that this thing will actually come
to pass. It’s Saturday. And to top
it off, your enemies have done everything to make sure that this thing doesn’t
happen. They have killed your
hopes and sealed the tomb. And
just to make sure no funny business happens, there is a guard outside of the
tomb. They have made the tomb for
your hope as secure as they know how.
The
only thing we can cling to in these moments is what God said. The only hope we have is in God not
being a liar and the power of God being stronger than anything we could ever
think of, including any work of an enemy. I know that in certain areas of my life, its Saturday. God said something, but it looks like
this thing is dead and buried and there is no hope for it ever happening. Even
my enemies have seemed to take extra steps to make sure that these things stay
buried. But my hope is in what
will happen on Sunday. I fight to
remember those words, and have to have faith that Sunday is coming.
Maybe
you feel like its Saturday for you.
And your enemies know the word that was spoken and have sought
permission to make sure your hope stays dead and buried. But trust and believe in what you have
already heard. Saturday won’t last
forever. Believe in Sunday. Believe in the resurrection of whatever
your hope is. If you got a word,
it is true. Enemies are doing
everything they know how to keep the reality of Friday and Saturday alive and
the truth of what happens on Sunday buried in the tomb. And isn’t it just like God to make sure
you know that whatever He has spoken will be undoubtedly something that only
God could do? After everything is
done that is known how to do, there can only be one reason why a resurrection happens. It is God’s doing. God will ensure that no one gets the
glory but Him. Our lives are lived
to glorify God. And that means we
have to go through some Saturdays.
Even when its hard. But
trust and believe that Sunday is coming.