As a child, I could not wait until Saturday. I loved Saturday because I did not have to go to school and for my generation that was the only time you could watch cartoons. Saturday was the best day of the week. I longed for Saturday.
But there is one since, it which Saturday is not the best day but an in between day. On Friday, Jesus died in our place. He suffered the wrath of God on the cross. He cried out, "It is Finished!" The debt had been paid and Jesus died. Sunday would be the day of resurrection. The stone would be rolled away from the tomb entrance not to let Jesus out but to let us in to see that it was empty. It was the day that proved that Jesus was who He said He was, and it proved that what Jesus had done on the cross was true. Sunday was a great day. But Saturday lay between. Saturday was the day of mourning for the disciples had lost their Lord. Saturday was "in between".
In some ways that is where we live. We live in between Christ's coming. He came the first time to die for us. He came into our hearts as we trusted Him as our Lord and Savior. But He is coming again one day to receive us to Himself. That day will be resurrection day for us. If we died, our bodies will be raised from the ground. If we are alive we will be raised and changed. It will be the day that we will receive all for which we hope.
But right now its Saturday, it is the" in between" time. Yes, we have hope, but our hope has not come. Yes we have been saved from our sin, but we still live with sin. Yes, we have been freed from death, but death still touches us. Our bodies die, even though our spirit continues to live. We have joy but we still mourn in the "in between" time. The good news is that we mourn and grieve with the hope that Sunday is coming. Think about it.
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