Holy Saturday…a day of silent waiting.

Within the Passion Week, this day was one of hushed watchfulness. But rolled up in this hesitant anticipation was also the confusion of seeing their Lord murdered…of watching His dead body pulled from the Cross and buried…and the keen mourning for what they once had. So, the earth sat in silence. But even though the tomb was sealed…the quiet of death would not last. Even though His body was buried… the heaviness of mourning would lift. And even though all hope seemed lost and Satan had won… God wasn’t finished yet.

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Author: kezha1

A Christian mother, grandmother, and retired nurse living in Illinois. Called into a ministry of encouraging others to find their ultimate plan and purpose in life through Christ.

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