We’ve all been there. In the dreaded “meantime.” The time we’ve spent waiting. Waiting to hear if we got the job. Waiting to see if we made the list. Waiting on the test results. And there’s nothing we can DO in the meantime. Once the interview is over. The tryout/audition is done. The last vile of blood drawn. Nothing. Nothing we can do. That’s when the enemy goes full throttle with his attacks. Doubt. Worry. Fear. What if? Why didn’t I? The meantime is well, mean.
So, go with me for a minute to the day after Christ’s death. Jesus’; followers were in their “meantime.” It was finished. They saw Him die. They saw Him buried in the tomb. Now what?
There was nothing they could DO. Can you imagine? Sure, Jesus’; words were continually running through their minds, but what could they DO? Doubt. Worry. Fear. What if? Why didn’t I? Forget you know the rest of the story. Sit with them in the upper room only knowing what they knew for sure. Holding on to every bit of hope they had that what He told them was true. And wait…
Sunday’s coming! May we worship our risen Savior this Easter Sunday as Jesus’; followers did when they saw Him alive for the very first time after their long, dark “meantime.”
Luke 24:1-12 reads.
1 But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. 2 And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were. perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel. 5 And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, “Why do you seek the living among the dead? 6 He is not here, but has risen. Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, 7 that the Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men and be crucified and on the third day rise.” 8 And they remembered his words, 9 and returning from the tomb they told all these things to the eleven and to all the rest. 10 Now it was Mary Magdalene and Joanna and Mary the mother of James and the other women with them who told these things to the apostles, 11 but these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them. 12 But Peter rose and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; and he went home marveling at what had happened.