It is finished
Yet, when Jesus spoke these words, the resurrection was not reality. Theologically, I’m still understanding how something can be done but not fulfilled. Regardless, I’m thankful for Holy Saturday because it is a processional day. It’s a reminder that healing, life, and promise can take time. It is a process. Things rarely go how we expect them to. I’m learning it’s ok when the apparent plan goes to shambles. When you find yourself in a place you would never expect. To quote captain Jean Luc Picard ( yes, the captain of the USS Enterprise) “ it’s possible to play all the right cards and still lose. That is called life.” It’s a reminder that often what doesn’t make sense, what appears as failure, is actually a vital step in death to life. It’s a reminder that things take time and can seem fragmented, that’s ok. -
We live in the awkward, often disturbing, reality of already/not yet. Saturday is that time. Jesus Work on the cross was completed. However, I have to imagine, resurrection seemed so distant; If not completely abandoned. It’s not always easy to live in the knowledge of truth and hope. Sometimes there is a heaviness, even an absence in the meantime. Yet the meantime is not without purpose. The hope of the resurrection means that in the chaos, confusion, absence, doubt, fear, bondage, self deception, pain, and often unexpected time tables there is still hope. In this life or the next. There is hope.