The Quiet Day

From then on Jesus began to point out to His disciples that He must go to Jerusalem and suffer many things from the elders, chief priests and scribes, be killed, and be raised on the third day. Matthew 16:21

Peter had just told Jesus that He was the Messiah, in response to Jesus asking them, "Who do you think I am?"

Even though Jesus had told the disciples He would suffer, die and be buried and be raised on the third day, they did not get it.

The chief priests remembered that Jesus had said this, I wonder who told them, did Judas? Was there another betrayer? The chief priests had gone to Pilate asking for security at the tomb because they did not want the disciples to steal His body.

We are now in the Sabbath and it is quiet, deathly quiet, here on earth that is. Jesus was busy preaching to those in Paradise and leading them home to heaven. There was a celebration going on in heaven, the Son was welcomed home, the Angels were having a party, the noise would have been deafening, what praise, what celebration.

Yet we wait. The battle was won, we had been bought back, but nothing had visibly changed, but we were set free. How often do we assume nothing has changed when it has, the answer has been given, the message has been sent, the freedom given, the provision is on the way. There as a lag in time, two days we had been set free, but did no know it.

If something so important happened like his, what else will we miss if we turn away, too soon. Wait for it, it will surely come! Amen!

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