The King is dead (vs. 37-38). The innocent man has been crucified (vs. 47). The crowds leave mourning (vs. 48). His acquaintances witness these things from afar (vs. 49). Creation groans waiting for the Son of Man to be revealed. Darkness reigns (vs. 44-45). Life breathes its final breath (vs. 46). He is buried; his lifeless body laid on the hard, cold rock of a newly hewn tomb (vs. 52-53). Death's cruel finality is all too real.
Yet, in the midst of these verses, a glimmer of doubt remains. Jesus' acquaintances particularly the women seem to be waiting, watching to see what will happen (vs. 49, 55). They have not lost their love for the man who knew "everything they ever did" (John 4:39) yet told them "your faith has saved you, go in peace." (Luke 7:50) A good man named Joseph still looks for the kingdom of God (vs. 51). On the Sabbath day, they rest. Waiting in quiet solitude... for Sunday to arrive.
"For there is hope for a tree,
if it be cut down, that it will sprout again,
and that its shoots will not cease.
Though its root grow old in the earth,
and its stump die in the soil,
yet at the scent of water it will bud
and put out branches like a young plant."
Job 14:7-9
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