11 April 2020

Holy Week 2020 ~ Gathering Gloom


Greetings Dear Reader,

As we ponder the Saturday after Good Friday, we will look at the gathered group of Apostles and take the measure of their minds.  They are all sure that Jesus is dead.  There are other things with which they must contend.

John is the last to arrive at the upper room where they last ate with Jesus.  Mary and other women are with him.  They have just laid Jesus in the borrowed tomb.  Unfortunately, they do not consider it borrowed.  They are trapped in a moment where faith is suspended and, therefore, hope cannot breathe.

They probably observe the Sabbath meal.  It is likely quiet and also filled with useless words.  Eventually, someone has the courage to ask John what he saw.  Peter, overcome by guilt and shame remains uncharacteristically quiet.  The sun has set on the day he denied Jesus before dawn.  It will never set on his guilt.

They all fear that the Priests or the Romans will still seek them out.  They know the Pharisees are vindictive and the Romans are thorough.  John relates that at the end, one of the Roman officers admitted that Jesus was the Son of God.  Perhaps it is enough to keep them away. 

The Apostles, sheltering in place on this restless day of rest consider everything lost.  They do not embrace the faith and hope that should be their stronghold given all they have seen over the last three years.  Later in the day they discuss returning to fishing and weaving.  Matthew expresses that he has learned too much to go back to gathering taxes.  James and John joke that they will teach him to fish.  The laughter is weak and filled with shame.

The darkness descends on the Sabbath between Friday and Sunday.  Thomas says that he will venture out in the morning to buy some food for all of them.  It is then that they wonder where Judas is.  This summons comments of anger and worry.  They worry more about him telling the Priests where they are than they do about Judas.  None of them sees what they are all missing.

You see, Dear Reader, they could have had a day of rest filled with hope and anticipation.  They could have celebrated the Sabbath knowing that the Lord of the Sabbath was at work, ready to restart time after dividing it eternally.  They could have seen Saturday as the pause between the fullness of time and when it begins to flow again toward the day when all things are returned to good.

The missed opportunity is that none of them plans to be at the tomb on the morning of the third day.  They do not believe that the tomb will open, the sun will shine, and that Jesus will return to them.  It is not the death of Jesus that has them undone.  It is their failure to see how it fits everything they have experienced.  On this day we are to rest in hope and faith, I hope we can do so well in this time of crisis.  The grains in the glass flow through the pinch bringing us ever closer to the time when our faith and hope will be realized and become unnecessary.   Let us rest today and gather strength to hope for tomorrow.  We can meet at the tomb just before sunrise if you like.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a homeowner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
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Every human story is part of the great story that leads to the Father getting everything back to Good.

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