Read: John 19:38-42
“They laid Jesus there.” That’s all that could be said. The body was dead. Jesus’ friends did their duty and left. Saturday was the day of numbness.
Years ago, I spoke with a man in Detroit. It was one of the down-turn periods in the auto industry, and he had lost his job. By the time we met and visited, he had moved past the pain and suffering of Friday, but he was not yet to the experience of resurrection Sunday. He was living in the numbness of Saturday.
We must not jump over Holy Saturday. We cannot get from Friday to Sunday without it. Numbness is the intermediate state between suffering and recovery—between death and resurrection. It means that the journey toward resurrection is marked by eery silence and stone-cold lifelessness.
The man in Detroit had “no more fight left in him.” He was just going through the motions. Holy Saturday is for any of us who have given up—thrown in the towel—or called it quits. Holy Saturday is for any of us who have “lost our faith.” It’s a day (phase of life) when a “tomb” is the only place we have to lay our bodies.
Holy Saturday has to be included in the Story, because it is in our story. The best we can take from it is not much, but maybe it’s enough. The day of numbness is a reminder that we do not have to hide our “lifelessness,” but neither do we have to accept it as God’s final word.