Saturday, April 7, 2012

Holy Darkness, Holy Waiting

Caravaggio: Putting Christ in the Tomb

The sun has set on Good Friday and darkness has set in. We have spent time with our Savior in the Upper Room, spent an hour or two in the Garden where His agonizing Passion began, and we walked the road to Calvary with Him and watched as He was nailed to a cross.
It is now Saturday~Holy Saturday, and we wait. This is a different waiting than others we experience because this waiting is filled with hope not just wishful thinking. The sun may have risen this morning but our hearts still remain dark for the Son has not yet risen. That darkness will remain with us until the Holy Fire is lit at Easter Vigils around the world tonight. The fire that announces that Christ has and is risen.
It would be easy to get caught up in the busy~ness of this day, forgetting what it is all about. Let's not desert Jesus as He lay in the tomb, but rather let us wait with Him and for Him in this holy darkness with holy anticipation of the joy that awaits us today and into eternity.

3 comments:

Michael said...

Nice reminder. I always wondered what today was like for the Apostles. I imagine it was a giant mix of wonder, confusion, fear, and questions.

Have a blessed Easter!

Patricia said...

Beautiful reflection, Karin. Wish I had read it yesterday, because unfortunately, I DID get caught up in the busy-ness.

Love the picture!

Blessings,
Patricia

Colleen said...

I love this. I feel the exact same way about this day. I like to call it "tomb-time." That time we wait for something to happen - new life, resurrection! God bless!

Closing Prayer

Psalm 45: Canticle of Love to the King

My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.

Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!
And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.

Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of uprightness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of joy above Your fellows.
All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.
Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.