All of the Easter accounts in the Gospels leave off on Friday and pick up again on Sunday morning. Saturday is a silent day, at least as far as the narrative is concerned. What was going on? Nothing much, it was the Sabbath and the Jewish law would cause the whole country to shut down, at least as far as the locals were concerned.
But what was going on in the minds of the people, especially the disciples? What were their emotions on this "silent" day? No doubt they were in seclusion, hiding out from the authorities, lest they be caught up in any net they spread for His followers. But, what about their mental state after the heartbreak of the crucifixion?
There may have been a sense of loss of purpose, after all, the One they had counted on to be the Messiah, was gone, killed and buried. They may have felt duped, after all, they had faithfully followed this Man for three years, and everyone knew that fact. Now they could become outcasts, or, at the very least, the laughing stock of the community.
They knew He was a man sent from God. They had witnessed the miracles and heard the words. They believed. What had gone wrong? Saturday must have seemed a very long day. Their world had stopped, and God was silent also.
Looking back from our time advantage, it seems like the whole earth was in a holding pattern, waiting for Sunday. Friday was in the past, with all its horror, Saturday was sleeping, but Sunday was coming.
What a day it would be!
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