Holy Saturday 2023

Jesus is silent.
God is silent.
Saturday is silent.
Jesus’ body was anointed and placed in the tomb. 
The stone covered the guarded tomb. 
And it’s quiet. 
All is still. 
Just imagine if you were there. 
What would you be thinking? 
Do you feel abandoned?
Are you disappointed?
Are you impatient with the silence?
Are you worried that His promises aren’t true?
Are you wondering why God isn’t doing anything?
Jesus was patient. Jesus knew that He had not been left alone: 
The Lord will not abandon me in the grave. 
He will not allow the body of His Holy Son, 
His faithful servant, to decay. – Acts 2:27
He trusted His Father. He trusted His promises. 
He trusted that He knew best. 
And God won’t leave you either.
He will not abandon you even when all is silent. 
He has not stopped loving you even when all is quiet. 
Saturdays have their purpose.
Friends, wait patiently for the the Lordโ€™s return,
like a farmer who waits until the autumn for his precious harvest to ripen.
Yes, be patient like that. Stay steady and strong.
And take courage, for the coming of the Lord is near. – James 5:7
“The day between the struggle and the solution;
the question and the answer;
the offered prayer and the answer thereof.
Saturdays have their purpose.
They let us feel the full force of Godโ€™s strength.โ€
 – Max Lucado
The photo above was one I took in 2019 in the middle of the Utah desert as we watched a storm roll by, far in the distance.  If you can, pause today. Be quiet. Sit in silence. And meditate on this song. May you trust Him today even when Saturday is silent!
Be Still, My Soul by Eclipse 6
Click HERE to listen. Words below:
Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;
With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In ev’ry change he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav’nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.
Be still, my soul: The hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

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