The Saturday, as is usual for the day after, was quiet.
He was dead and His enemies celebrated the victory, while His followers scattered and fled. They had hoped beyond hope and they believed, probably more wishfully than with confidence, that He was the Messiah.
Now they were despondent. They forgot His constant prophesy that He would be killed and would rise again. They failed to remember His teaching that His kingdom was not of this world, but of the next.
Only His mother had true faith that He would conquer death. But that did not dull the pain of seeing her Son brutally tortured and executed.
However, His enemies had not forgotten the claim that He would rebuild His temple three days after they had torn it apart. In fact, it was that very claim that they had used in the trial against Him the day before.
So on that Saturday the chief priests ...Continue Reading →