Saturday, April 4, 2015

Holy Saturday.

Between Good Friday and Easter Sunday lies what is known as Holy Saturday, the day where Jesus lie dead in the grave. It was a day of great celebration for the kingdom of darkness and a day of great sadness for the faithful. I can only begin to imagine the sense of loss and despair the disciples of Christ must have felt. Their leader, their friend and their hope was gone. Everything they had believed in, all that they had sacrificed for was lost. Or so it seemed…

Little did they know that in the midst of death there was life, in the midst of tragedy there was triumph. Behind the scenes God was working out His masterful plan as He has all along. That day must have seemed like an eternity but in reality it lasted just 24 hours. Little did they realize that early the next morning they would encounter an empty grave and a Risen Savior.

In the trials and disappointment we face let us not forget that the same power that raised Christ from the grace now lives inside of us. His victory over sin, death and the devil was won for you and me. If you are walking through a difficult season and it appears as though all hope is lost, if the pain and confusion have caused time to come to a standstill remember this - after every Saturday there comes a Sunday. He is still the God who breathes life into dead place, brings light into darkness spaces and moves mountains for His beloved sons and daughters.

“And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.” - Galatians 6:9 NKJV


His is to battle, ours is to believe.

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