Then they went home and prepared spices and perfumes. But they rested on the Sabbath in obedience to the commandment. (Luke 23:56)
Can you imagine? Everything you’ve
believed, crushed. All that’s left is to give Him a proper burial. What was
done earlier wasn’t enough. They got everything together but had to wait. Not
only that, those who had touched His body would be unclean for seven days. Any further
involvement with the Passover was out of the question. All they could do is wait,
think, mourn, and pray.
And what of Jesus? We don’t know everything that went on during those three days. Maybe He was busy. But maybe He
also had to wait, as He’d been waiting since the world was created. He was
almost done with the creative task of providing salvation to those He’d
created.
Waiting is hard, but it’s a
regular part of all our lives. This time of year is torture for gardeners in my
area, because we’re waiting for the temperature to finally stop plummeting into
the 30s and 20s. I made a list of what should be planted when in my area, so on
the one hand, I feel entirely on top of the situation. On the other, it’s going
to be another 6-8 weeks before I can plant some stuff outside. It’s a silly
example, but I can understand the sense of “almost there…” but still having to
wait. But that’s what today is about: waiting
But the women didn’t just sit
and wail or weep. They got the spices ready. That would have taken time, money,
and effort. There would have been
denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and some form of acceptance. They’d been
wrong. They’d been fooled. They’d been betrayed. And in Peter’s case, he’d done
the betraying. It would have been devastating, and yet, they had duties. The
emotions would have been to raw for them to think about what He said. Sometimes
we look back at what happened and wonder how they didn’t understand. Why couldn’t
they trust enough to wait to see what happened next?
Can We? Do we? Do we wait like them? Or like Jesus?
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