Between time. Yes, that’s Saturday, and how the disciples must have sat at the table, unable to eat, lost, empty. The women, too, would have been thinking about the spices and making some mental notes, but so tired. They were the ones, though, who had something in mind to *do*. They had plans for the next day, when they would prepare the body of their Lord for burial. During the between time, the others were just gathered and praying and grieving, not knowing *what* to do.
Ann Kroeker says
Ah, I see that this is a B&B bed. So pretty!
Between time. Yes, that’s Saturday, and how the disciples must have sat at the table, unable to eat, lost, empty. The women, too, would have been thinking about the spices and making some mental notes, but so tired. They were the ones, though, who had something in mind to *do*. They had plans for the next day, when they would prepare the body of their Lord for burial. During the between time, the others were just gathered and praying and grieving, not knowing *what* to do.
Sandra Heska King says
Powerful reflection, Ann! Thank you.
I was thinking, too, that Jesus kind of hung between time …
Happy Easter, dear friend.
Carol J. Garvin says
Thanks for this, Sandy. Easter blessings to you.