I imagine the disciples’ grief and confusion on this Holy Saturday. They didn’t yet know the happy resurrection part of the story as we do. They were afraid they’d soon be arrested for being Jesus’ associates. It was the Sabbath, a day for rest and worship. No chores, no long walks, but most likely some very tearful, stressful conversations. I imagine the stunned disciples hiding together in the Upper Room where only a day earlier they had shared the Passover meal with their Jesus. We don’t know if Peter, with his shame, joined them. We know Judas had hanged himself for his part. They were locked away all day, fearful for their safety, praying to God, grieving the loss of their friend and leader, asking how and why things had gone so wrong, and wondering what to do without Him.
Lost.
Have you ever felt lost and confused? Like the bottom has fallen out and things have gone all wrong? You’re not alone. Pray. Grieve. And even when you feel completely abandoned by God, know that He has something better coming. Be confident in that hope. Resurrection hope.