You know that calm before the storm, when it is really peaceful but you are still anxious because you know at any moment a hurricane or a lion or a locomotive on fire carrying an armed nuclear bomb is coming around the corner to bowl you over?
That’s the what all of hell and the enemies of the Son felt on Silent Saturday.
They hoped or even dared to think they had won, but the silence only stood for a moment to make the coming announcement even louder.
Silent Saturday: body broken, blood spilled and in the tomb. Those who loved him mourned, those who despised him thought he was no longer a factor but Sunday changed everything. He wasn’t just a good man he was God in the flesh completing the greatest rescue operation, love story, war and sacrifice ever. Some live their entire life like it is Silent Saturday, as if he is not a factor, but Sunday, the rest of the story, changed my life.
“…[Jesus] too shared in their humanity so that by his death he might DESTROY him who holds the power of death – that is, the devil – and FREE those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death.” -Heb. 2:14-15
“He canceled the record of the charges against us and took it away by nailing it to the cross. In this way, he disarmed the spiritual rulers and authorities. He shamed them publicly by his victory over them on the cross.” Colossians 2:14-15 NLT
“But the one who rules in heaven laughs. The Lord scoffs at them.
The king proclaims the LORD’s decree: “The LORD said to me, ‘You are my son. Today I have become your Father. Only ask, and I will give you the nations as your inheritance, the whole earth as your possession.” Psalms 2:4, 7-8 NLT