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Here is the final installment of the blog for this week, by guest author Willow Brook Chaplain, Adam Metz:
Perhaps the most intriguing of all the days to consider is Saturday. We don’t know much, so we are left fully to our imaginations. Certainly there were tears. Confusion about what to do now. The disciples had given their lives to this man, and no one saw things ending like this. Honestly, their discouragement was a big testament of their faith. They thought he was the messiah. They thought he was the one they had been told about by their parents, and that their parents had learned about from their parents . . . and on and on through the generations.
How foolish had they been to think something this big was going to happen in their lives? Now, it was back to the real world. They thought they had left all that behind, but now they had some things to figure out. And, from what I’ve learned about people, my guess is when they got together they all had a bunch of different ideas about how things should go moving forward. What a mess that Saturday must have been.
Every day has 24 hours in it, and some go really fast and seem to contain mere minutes (like wedding days), while others drag on for what seems like a month (hello, 10th grade chemistry class). If I had a guess, I would guess that Saturday went like the latter, crawling by. Confusion. Disappointment. Heartbreak. Disgust. Anger. Revenge on the mind.
And maybe . . . buried a little deeper beneath the surface than some of these other feelings . . .
A sliver of hope.