Holy Saturday, also known as Black Saturday, is the full day Jesus spent in the grave. No lessons, no sermons, no miracles. His followers were scattered to the wind and each may have been unaware of what was happening with the others at any given moment. Did the other 11 disciples know that Judas went out and hung himself? Did anyone know what Peter was going through? Mary had been visited by angels, shepherds and wise men when Jesus was born; how was she processing the death of her son on this day?

As I wrote at the end of the crucifixion post, now we wait. Part of the Christian experience is pressing on when there seems to be no hope. Rest assured in this: no situation, no trial, no moment of doubt, will ever be as hopeless for us as it seemed to be for the followers of Jesus on this day.