Let's start with the sweetness of the weekend, which the joy and hope found in Christ's sacrifice and resurrection. I'm sure the disciples didn't see that on Friday or Saturday though. How could they? Jesus had bee crucified and buried. It was not until Easter Sunday that they saw the joy and started to understand what had been done for us. So this weekend had to have been bitter sweet for them as well. It's really the only way to truly describe great sorrow followed by great joy.
For me personally, yes the sweetness comes in celebrating the joy and hope in the weekend because I know that I will get to spend eternity with God. The sorrow comes in being separated from loved ones. Easter day in 2002 was the last time I talked to my mom. She passed away a few days later on April 4, 2002; 13 years ago today.
One of mom's Glamour Shots.
Also my brother Danny passed away on Easter in 2007, April 7th, which will be 8 years ago this coming Tuesday. Danny's passing was not totally unexpected as he was suffering from complications of Multiple Sclerosis and a brain tumor. Mom's passing however, was a total shock. She was not only my mom, but one of my best friends. I still miss both of them; but I also know I will see them again in heaven. This is more joy and hope that follows sorrow.
I know there are others who understand the bitter sweetness of the weekend. My friends from High School, Patty and Mike buried their younger brother Les on Good Friday. Patty and I talk about it every so often as we both understand what the other is feeling. Only those who have experienced something similar can understand.
Because of this, I think I can understand some of what the disciples and followers of Jesus felt on that weekend. However, I have an advantage on this Saturday before Easter because I know how it ends. The Saturday before Easter Sunday, they didn't. I am thankful the hope I have.
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