Darkest before Dawn
I don’t normally celebrate lent or follow the religious calendar very closely. I don’t abstain from anything particular for this season. And I didn’t this year.
But as I prepare some of our teaching materials for Palm Sunday and the week leading up to the cross I can’t help but have a heavy heart. There are times this week where I just feel like crying out.
I’m not sure why it’s different this year, but I feel like I’m experiencing the weeks leading up to Easter in concert with those same weeks in the Bible. And it hurts.
Knowing that Jesus will soon be in the garden begging God for another option.
Knowing that He will soon be betrayed.
Knowing that I put Him in that position.
It’s almost more than I can take.
Read Genesis 3 and then Mark 14-15. You can’t get away from it.
It is our sin that put Him there. There’s a heaviness that I can’t shake.
But Easter is coming. Like a freight train you can’t stop – it doesn’t end with death. Jesus didn’t end in the grave. God’s work didn’t end in without grace and mercy…and a path to redemption.
And so I glimpse the light at the end of the tunnel. But the worst is yet to come. It’s always darkest right before dawn.
Dawn is coming.