Between the delivery of the promise and its realization is the “Tween Time”. On Good Friday Jesus died. Through the Holy Sabbath that followed the disciples, His followers, the religious leaders, even the Roman authorities lived in the ‘tween time. Consider what each group must have experienced through this day of waiting.
His disciples were crushed. They had lost their leader, their friend, the One they had left their lives and livelihood to follow. They had thought He was going to become the leader who would set them and their nation free from Roman oppression. They were Jesus’ closest friends and confidants. Simply losing someone dear is a terrible shock. But they had thought Jesus was so much more. Now He was gone.
They were also very afraid. It was bad enough that the religious leaders had it out for Jesus, but the Romans had actually carried out the execution. And one thing about Roman justice when it came to even a hint of rebellion, they were not afraid to squash it ruthlessly. If they had crucified Jesus because they felt He was a threat to Roman rule, then His disciples would soon follow. Recent uprisings had seen not only the leader crucified, but dozens and sometimes hundreds of their followers crucified as well.
In varying amounts they were also ashamed. They fled when Jesus was taken. They were not able to stand this simple test. Peter personified this sense of guilt for the group. He promised to stand with Jesus going to the garden, but within just a few hours he had denied knowing Jesus even with an oath.
His other followers were bewildered. They too had put their hopes in Jesus. Many had experienced healing at His touch. Others had been set free from demonic bondage. Thousands had seen and experienced His miracles whether in the food that multiplied when He prayed or through sermons that touched the heart. They knew these things that had happened were real… or at least they thought they were real. How could it be that the One who demonstrated such power had so quickly been taken from them?
The religious leaders were a mixture of smug assurance that a very real threat had been eliminated and still a little wary since the impostor had spoken a number of time about “life after death”. While they felt confident that Jesus’ death would put an end to this growing challenge to their power, they took steps to ensure no further complications could arise by the Galilean’s followers taking His body and saying He had arise. They convinced Pilate to have the tomb carefully guarded.
The Roman authorities were probably not too terribly worried about the whole issue. Pilate, for His part, was not particularly pleased that he had to stoop to being the pawn of the religious leaders in this incident, but his tenuous hold over this restive Roman province was predicated upon a good “working” relationship with the Jewish leaders. As requested, a Roman guard posted at the tomb of this man, Jesus, was a simple final task in this unsavory business. Soon the Passover would be over and he could return to Caesarea away from these religious fanatics.
On this Saturday everyone was convinced a climax had been reached, the curtain had drawn closed, and Jesus’ life and mission had been completed. Jesus’ powerful presence had been the engine that was driving the movement and now He was gone. While no one really knew what to expect a couple things were certain. The religious leaders had stopped this movement by cutting off the head and the disheartened, frightened band of disciples and followers were certainly in no condition to keep it going. This Jesus movement was a thing whose time had passed.
At least that is what they thought on Saturday in the ‘tween time…
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