This is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday (even though it’s Sunday already.)
Yesterday was Easter Saturday – a kind of marking-time day on the Easter weekend. I imagine on that first Easter Saturday, the disciples will have been locked down in their homes, trying to process the events of the previous days. Nothing was the same. Nothing would ever be the same again. They were learning to cope with all the aspects of loss. They were probably in the denial stage. Perhaps they were reading the old scriptures – especially the one Jesus had quoted from the cross.
“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?… I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart has turned to wax; it has melted withing me. My mouth is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death. Dogs surround me, a pack of villains encircles me;They pierce my hands and my feet. All my bones are on display; people stare and gloat over me. They divide my clothes among them and cast lots for my garment.” (Psalm 22:1a,14-15 NIV)
Did they understand? Do we understand? Do we appreciate the shame Jesus bore on our behalf and dealt with? If we do, if we know that not only our guilt but also our shame has been taken away and dealt with, then life can never be the same again.