This day, they wept

They wept.

It seemed the only right action. Their beloved was dead. Their dream of his being the longed-for Messiah ached within them. They were afraid they might also be killed for being close to him. If they hadn’t seen the horror of it with their own eyes, they may even have been in denial.

They wept.

Jesus wept at the news of the death of his friend Lazarus; they were there as he grieved. In their despair over the events of Friday perhaps they had forgotten the rest of that day at Lazarus’ tomb? Grief is blinding like that.

The disciples of Jesus didn’t know how this would end. Their celebration of the Passover had gone horribly awry; they longed for deliverance, but it no longer seems at hand. They didn’t know how close it was to being won, how true the Psalmist’s words would be, “Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.”

So, this day, they wept.

3 Responses to “This day, they wept”

  1. Michelle
    April 23, 2011 at 11:49 am #

    I rarely hear people talk about Holy Saturday.

    I liked your foot-washing and Good Friday posts as well, the former having been one of my absolute favorite Bible passages. But this one I’m especially glad you wrote, because sometimes it seems like no one talks about Saturday, and how it would have been when Jesus had died and there was no “and…”

    I wrote something about it myself a few years ago, and this reminded me.

  2. Meg
    March 30, 2013 at 10:34 am #

    Thanks for writing this! People forget the weight of “the day after” in the excitement of what’s to come!

  3. Sara Evanchick
    April 4, 2015 at 8:40 am #

    I found myself in this very place this morning. Feeling the weight of the waiting and the grief. We lose out on much of the story if we skip right to Easter.

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