During the Easter season the last few years, I’ve been drawn to conversations around not rushing to Sunday. We’d rather not sit in the pain or silence choosing to skip ahead to resurrection. Lucky for us in this century, that’s an option.
Sorry for those that lived Easter weekend in real time. Not an option for them. And although it feels like an option for us each Easter weekend, the reality is that much of our life experience feels a lot like waiting for resurrection. Like it’s a really looooooong Saturday.
- An unraveling marriage
- A family feud
- A wayward child
- A terminal diagnosis
- An unfulfilled promise
In many biblical accounts we find company with others stuck on Saturday:
- Abraham’s years of waiting for the promised son
- Jacob and Esau’s rivalry encouraged by their parents that caused years of generational pain
- Joseph’s journey through multiple betrayals, even prison time
- Esther’s quest to save her people
- Job’s turmoil of loss, grief, and disease
- David’s numerous interpersonal relationship challenges that seemed unending
Their stories may be so familiar that we forget or fail to see how much we have in common. Their resurrection took much longer than a weekend…weeks, but mostly years. They had to find a way to live stuck on Saturday. Truth is, until eternity is our norm-the ultimate resurrection, we’re all stuck on Saturday. The how-to-live-on-Saturday list is long, but here are my top three, Easter 2022:
Stop trying to make it happen…that’s what Abraham did. What a mess! It’s better to wait for the promise keeper to move the stone than to derail your life attempting to do his job for him.
Remember whose you are…that’s what David did. What a heart! It’s healthy to blurt, wail, lament, and even curse in order to create the space for praise from a sheltered, created, purposed, and everlastingly loved child.
Keep the communication lines open…that’s what they all did. What examples! It’s freeing to lean not on your own understanding by trusting that what is coming on Sunday is something only possible from higher ways and thoughts.
Stuck on Saturday? It’s not fun. Yet the forced gaze on the stone mover is worth it.