Think about Saturday. This day was different. The trial, the crowds, the drama of Christ upon the cross was past. It was a dark Saturday. Disciples were alone, their anchor was gone, they were overwhelmed. The eleven and those close to them had spent three years with the most powerful person in all of human history. Now, his calming presence was gone. It appeared their hopes and dreams had vanished before their eyes on a cross. The Roman leaders were relieved that this whole mess was behind them. But there was at least one Centurion who knew that a great wrong had been done. And, then there was Pilate, still washing his hands, still haunted by his face-to-face encounter with […]
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