Saturday before Easter. This is the oddest day in the year to me. The work of redemption has been accomplished. The cry, "It is finished, " has filled the air. But the act of resurrection lies in the future. So, the cosmos holds its breath. We are halfway between despair and renewal. Certainly Jesus' disciples must have been wallowing in disappointment on this day. A lot of hopes had been dashed. Who would have thought those shattered dreams were to be replaced by the dawning of a new reality?
There is a little of that "Easter Saturday" in my soul this week. A year ago at this time I didn't expect to be walking this road without Nancy at my side. I had a lot hopes about our future. Those dreams were to be dashed just a few weeks later. This spring new hopes and dreams are being hatched. But they await an incubation period before they come to life.
On the other hand, those who long for His return live each day with some sense of Easter Saturday. The power of sin has been broken but we are still not experiencing the full restoration of what HE intends. So, we wait as His followers have often waited. Some of our hopes have faded, but a surprising deliverance is about to dawn.
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This is a profound way of reminding us that we live a life of "Easter Saturdays", but we also know what joy and celebration follows. Great thought. Cindy
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