Silent Saturday has become one of my favorite days over the past few years. It is a reminder to me that God is working behind the scenes. That, when I feel hopeless, is when He is working the hardest. That he sees the big picture far better than I ever could.
It also reminds me that doubts and questions are totally a part of the human experience. That there are times we need to embrace the silence, the doubts, the darkness. We want to skip over the bad stuff. Over Easter weekend you tend to hear the phrase “Sunday’s coming” and YAY for being able to celebrate Easter. I am beginning to believe more and more that for Easter to have a deep impact on our lives, we need to not skip over Saturday and what that day means.
I often wonder what this day was like all those years ago for Jesus’ followers. To have spent so much time with him, believing His teachings, seeing miracles, and then watching Him die like the worst of all criminals. For the first time, having to believe in what they could not see. If I’m honest with myself and you, I would have to say at that point I would be tempted to just be done. I would have felt like I fell for another con, and it was time to reassess my life choices.
I think there was some of that. Some of the disciples had returned to their old jobs by the time Sunday had rolled around. They were back to doing what they knew. They weren’t waiting at the tomb thinking that he was going to come back. Maybe I’m wrong, but it seems to me like they struggled with doubt at that point too. Thankfully for them and us, the story doesn’t end on Saturday. As Christ-followers, we celebrate Easter as a day that God fulfilled His promise. I also see it as a time of redemption for those of us that have those times of doubt and question. The bad stuff doesn’t need to be scary. Doubts don’t need to make you run for the hills thinking you aren’t a “good Christian.” I think those times can strengthen us like no other.