The Day Between Friday and Sunday
We hate the silent treatment! I’m sure many of you can recall some point in your life when your significant other refused to speak with you after a big fight. Maybe, even worse, a fight could not break out because they weren’t receptive to you. You tried and tried to talk it out, but they just wouldn’t have it. Yes, the silent treatment is a deadly foe to any relationship. Given a survey, silence may even be worse than hell! In a psychological study, research yielded that more people would rather go to hell than stay in their coffin, completely alive, yet could not speak to anyone. Silence seems to be worse than death itself. Maybe death is silence? Or maybe there’s something to be learned in silence.
Humans are social creatures by nature. We mingle, party, love, and laugh. We hardly do these things with ourselves. We live to meet people and maintain relationships. When those we love go silent, we are forced to be in our own heads, and that can be a scary place. Maybe that’s why we’re so quick to jump from Good Friday to Easter Sunday.
It’s so tempting to skip right to the good news of things! We want to fight and immediately make up. We want to give you the bad news first, and then the good news. We hate intermittent periods of our lives. We just want to get to the good part. For most of us, it’s about the destination, not the journey. We get so excited about the empty cross and tomb, but we often forget to dwell in the moment when the tomb was full of a very dead Jesus.
Yeah, Jesus died. But he rose again on Sunday! What about Saturday, though? Even our gospel writers have little to nothing to say about Saturday. Saturday was a scary day. It was the day God was dead. The world was silent. Jesus promised that he wouldn’t be dead forever, but since when did the disciples understand anything Jesus said? Saturday was God’s silent treatment to humanity. And we still hate it.
“Next day, that is, after the day of Preparation, the chief priests and the Pharisees gathered before Pilate and said, “Sir, we remember how that impostor said, while he was still alive, ‘After three days I will rise again.’ Therefore order the sepulchre to be made secure until the third day, lest his disciples go and steal him away, and tell the people, ‘He has risen from the dead,’ and the last fraud will be worse than the first.” Pilate said to them, “You have a guard of soldiers; go, make it as secure as you can.” So they went and made the sepulchre secure by sealing the stone and setting a guard.” – Matthew 27:62-66
“On the Sabbath they rested according to the commandment.” – Luke 23:56
There we go. Five verses. That’s all we get about Saturday in the whole Bible.
I don’t have any upshot of this blog. No encouraging words. No happy ending. This blog is about Saturday. No resolution. No “Sunday is almost here!”. Just silence.
We have to learn to be okay with silence. Sometimes life just gives us a bad hand. Some days are just Saturdays. The Lukan gospel states that they rested according to the commandment. There are going to be days where we think God is silent. But God tells us that silence is what he loves to work with. Maybe he speaks, maybe he doesn’t. Keep the commandment, even when silence hits. Dwell in the silence. Embrace it. Rest in it. Yes, Easter is amazing. Yes, Good Friday is a good Friday. But don’t skip Saturday just because it’s easy to do. Since when has our faith ever been easy?
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