It's Saturday. The day following the Crucifixion. All hope has been wrenched away. Terror reigns over what is left.
We know what the disciples did not: Resurrection is coming. It's the last thing on their minds. They are shaken. They are hiding.
After our own peace is gone, when some terror invades our day and we are in the space of unknowns, the space of affliction, are we holed up somewhere like the disciples were? Like them, are we stunned into paralysis?
But resurrection is coming! When Jesus appears, there is disbelief and shock and there is glory! Suddenly, so much is revealed: the truths Jesus spoke about now seem real to the disciples. Eternity looks different. Not only is He alive, but the disciples are enlivened. They and the world will never be the same.
This is our Saturday. Instead of cowering in fear, what if we looked for the glory of God? Could a new reality emerge that would give us a new way to live? Understandably, we cannot foresee on this, our Saturday, what may be brought to life later, but let's take this Saturday to grieve, heal and anticipate. Especially, to look for that which would give glory to God!