Holy Saturday

This Holy Saturday was full of waiting for our family.  We waited in line at the store.  We waited for friends to stop by for a visit.  We waited on our three day Easter project.  This year we took the concept of egg dyeing to a whole new level.  A few weeks ago I stopped by Goodwill and purchased some used linen table cloths.  On Good Friday the girls, Kevin and I tie dyed them.  We talked with the girls about how we were taking something old and doing something new with it - giving it new life.  Of course, we also talked about how Christ gives us new life.  The thing about tie dye is you have to be patient.  We couldn't see the finished product until Sunday, Easter Sunday.  So there in on our kitchen floor sat the plastic bag.  It was full of the projects that we had created.  But we couldn't peek.  We couldn't open them and unfurl them until Easter Sunday.  For our project to be complete we had to wait.  This is easier said than done for some of our family members.  Again, tonight we read through the Passion of Christ in a children's Bible.  Again, we talked about the sacrifice that Christ made for each of us.  Again, we talked about the hope we have when Easter morning does come.  For today . . . we had to wait.  

I've never been good at waiting.  Today is the biggest waiting game in the church year.  We have the servant leadership, the command for communion, and the betrayal of Maundy Thursday.  Good Friday brings mockery, torture and crucifixion.  And today . . . we wait.  It's a good wait.  A necessary wait.  However, still a difficult wait.  Christ is laid in the tomb and we wait.  It's good to know that we wait with anticipation.  We know what tomorrow brings.  Although, I can't help but think about how the disciples were feeling as this all transpired.  Huddled in a locked room.  Waiting, disheartened, wondering.  We wait with anticipation.  They waited with fear. 


May your wait produce hope.