“For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my misery, and my bones waste away.” --- Psalm 31:10
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If there was ever a day without hope, today is that day.
If you look at each of the four gospels, nothing is written about this day. There are no stories about what the Disciples did during this time, no account of how Mary spent this day. The day is a barren wasteland, both in spirit and in the Word.
From the earliest days of the Old Testament, there was always a hope of the Messiah to come. That hope is now gone. Over the past three years, Jesus preached of a new type of relationship with God, with the Law and with each other. That promise now lies dead in a cold tomb.
What can we do on this day when all hope seems to be lost?
If you are His Disciples, now only numbering eleven after the great betrayal, you fear for your lives. Are you next? Will the chief priests, emboldened by the death of He who said He was the Messiah, come after His followers to crush this rebellion?
If you are Mary, His Mother, your pain is doubled. Not only has the promise of a new covenant been destroyed, you are mourning the death of your own son.
What can we do? What will happen next? We can pray that all hope is not lost, but just as Jesus was betrayed, do we not also feel betrayed? Was our faith placed in the wrong man?
If there was ever a day without hope, today is that day.
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