“I am the man who has seen affliction Because of the rod of His wrath. He has driven me and made me walk In darkness and not in light. Surely against me He has turned His hand Repeatedly all the day. He has caused my flesh and my skin to waste away, He has broken my bones. He has besieged and encompassed me with bitterness and hardship. In dark places He has made me dwell, Like those who have long been dead. He has walled me in so that I cannot go out; He has made my chain heavy. Even when I cry out and call for help, He shuts out my prayer. He has blocked my ways with hewn stone; He has made my paths crooked.”
Lamentations 3:1-9 NASB
“For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for a lifetime; Weeping may last for the night, But a shout of joy comes in the morning.”
Psalms 30:5 NASB
I have found myself in the place of waiting and darkness. In the midst of trial I have felt the sensations of the person in the first passage above. In those moments, it is hard to see what could possibly come of it all.
I think of the disciples. They were in hiding at this point, fleeing those who would desire to kill them as they had so done to Jesus. I can imagine the fear and the trepidation that must have filled their hearts. Here was the Man they had followed for three and half years, dead, in a tomb. All the things that they had done with Him, all the things He said were just echos now.
I am sure they felt walled in, with no future in sight. In my own experiences, I have felt so isolated. How could anyone possibly know of the depth of my pain and the precariousness of my situation. In those moments I never shared the deepest and far darkest thoughts, nor did I even know how to pray.
I relied on the depth of knowing: knowing that I was saved, knowing that God was in control, even though I could not feel Him near. Adrian Rogers always said that one should know that they know that they know that they are forgiven and in the hands of a loving Savior. That knowledge sustained me. Such is the advantage of having the Holy Spirit in me.
Unlike my forerunners in this race of faith, I have God in me. He is reminding me that there will be new day. Sunday is coming!
Tomorrow we are going to celebrate the resurrection. Our sadness of Saturday will be swept away like the stone moved from the tomb. Absence from buildings of brick and mortar cannot dull the power of the truth that Jesus is risen and is at the right hand of the Father.
Joy comes in the morning!
Today we find ourselves in the tomb of quarantine. It is a dark place, as the routine has become upset by the necessity to distance ourselves from each other. I have approached this time as a pause: a time to stop and reflect on the Lord. Life for most of us like a long Holy Saturday as we wait for Sunday.
There will be light. Life will continue as it has previously. As we dwell in the darkness of this present time, focus in on the God of our Salvation. He is in control.
The disciples struggled on that Saturday centuries ago with no idea of what was to come, even though Jesus had told them ahead of all that would happen. We know from the word of God what is to come, not only tomorrow, but later on. I feel deeply that this is just the beginning of changes in our world as the Lord God prepares us for the return of Jesus.
Use the time to seek the Lord and be encouraged.
Remember, SUNDAY IS COMING!
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