The day after the crucifixion. The day after dreams were dashed, and hope was killed and buried. The day of staying home, required by the law but driven by uncertainty for the future.
The Bible tells us little about this day. But it is a day we might can relate to now. It is a day that perhaps more than any other time in our recent history, we can connect with the followers of Jesus.
We stay at home, away from those we love who are also staying at home. Unless we are one in of the select jobs, we don’t travel to work.
If someone we love is sick or dies, we can’t go to visit. We can’t go to the graveside.
The streets are quiet.
How long? We hope for not long, but we do not know for certain how long things will stay this way.
It is the day we look back on the way things were, trying to grasp how they so quickly changed. We try to imagine the way things will be when the days of staying at home are over.
But it is also a day of being prepared and waiting. The Gospel tells us, “Then they went home and prepared spices and perfumes. But they rested on the Sabbath in obedience to the commandment.” (Luke 23:56)
The women that followed Jesus made plans for the next day. They stayed home, but they prepared for what they thought would come next.
And because they had prepared, they were ready for what the next day would bring.
God, in my time alone I pray I am doing what I need to be ready for whatever the next day brings.
No comments:
Post a Comment