Today is the Saturday before Easter.
At the time, Jesus would have been in the tomb three nights and today would be the third day. He would have risen from the dead sometime after sundown tonight. His tomb would be empty at sunrise.
What were His followers thinking?
They knew of His claim to rise. They knew three days and three nights. But sometimes the heart and the head don’t connect like they should.
We have all had those instances in life where the hours and minutes crawl by at a snail’s pace. Each tick of the clock is like a dagger in the heart. This is where they are. Waiting. Painfully waiting.
You have been there. You have also survived the wait. You came out on the other side just fine.
If the hope you seek cannot be found right now, keep waiting.
The sun always comes up in the morning.
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