It’s Easter
Saturday the day sandwiched between “Good Friday” and “Resurrection
Sunday.” There are dinners being
planned, Easter egg hunts, and all kinds of other plans being made for our
celebration of Easter. I imagine the
scene the first Easter was quite different.
No one was planning meals; they were making burial plans perhaps they
had even dispensed with eating. The
disciples were somber. They had watched
Jesus die a horrific death one day earlier.
They thought he was going to be a king, but now he was gone and for all
they knew, they were the next ones on the list.
The mood was quiet, there was no busyness only uncertainty. The uncertainty of what they had witnessed
and what they should do now. They had no
grand expectation of Jesus rising from the dead. What they had on Easter Saturday was the
finality of death; just that and nothing else.
So as we think about Easter Saturday lets quiet out hearts and focus on
what Jesus death on the cross accomplished.
Exactly what did Jesus accomplish on the cross? He took the sins of every man woman, boy, and
child on his shoulders. He reconciled
man and God on Friday. Let's bless God for
that work that was finished on Friday. Let’s praise HIM that Friday was not the
end. There is the eagerness of a
glorious beginning on Easter Sunday.
There are tragedy and sadness in everyone's life, No one is exempt. Yet, in the midst of the hurt and pain, God is there. He takes the things that hurt us and make us sad and turns them into things are beautiful. The death of my mother was a tragedy to my dad. However, because of that tragedy, my dad began to see his need for God. In his brokenness, he found a God that could make him whole. God turned his ashes into beauty. My dad, in turn, taught me to love God. I am blessed to know God as my savior because of my dad. God also blessed me with a lovely step-mom Life is harsh at times, and many things are sad, Yet, if we let him, he will take our ashes and make them into a work of art. He delights in making the ash heaps of our life beautiful. When we are broken, God is near, and where there is sorrow, he will turn it into dancing. Thank you, God, F...

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