Nameless Saturday
We have names for days leading up to Easter from Wednesday to Friday.
Evangelicals don’t have a name for Saturday.
The in-between day.
The day of waiting.
The day of faith-testing.
Evangelicals don’t have a name for Saturday.
The in-between day.
The day of waiting.
The day of faith-testing.
Never Ending Saturday
Imagine it, for the first time all over again.
Your Saviour has been brutally crucified. Your hopes dashed. Your heart sick.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Time ticks away but time does not heal all wounds.
Friday ends.
Saturday comes. Saturday seems to never end.
Perhaps we could call it Never Ending Saturday.
Or at least it feels like it.
Imagine it, for the first time all over again.
Your Saviour has been brutally crucified. Your hopes dashed. Your heart sick.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Time ticks away but time does not heal all wounds.
Friday ends.
Saturday comes. Saturday seems to never end.
Perhaps we could call it Never Ending Saturday.
Or at least it feels like it.
Saturday Living
Life on planet earth is Saturday living.
The day in-between.
The day we wait.
The day before we see the reality of our faith.
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