On this beautiful, cool Easter Eve morning I awoke wondering
where my Lord was on that long-ago Saturday between His crucifixion and His
resurrection. Was He taking a Sabbath day of rest from the wonderful work He
did on the cross?
The Gospels are silent on this. An ancient Holy Saturday
homily says, “Something strange is happening — there is a great silence on the
earth today, a great silence and stillness. The whole Earth keeps silence
because the King is asleep.”
As I meditated on this the Spirit spoke to me through the
Word in Psalm 34:15,
The eyes of the Lord are on the
righteous,
and His ears are open to their cry for
help.
Wherever our Lord was I believe that then, just as now, His
eyes were on His servants, His ears were open to our cry for help.
Continuing to think on this my mind went to Psalm 115:4-8,
Their
idols are silver and gold,
made
by human hands.
They
have mouths, but cannot speak,
eyes,
but cannot see.
They
have in ears, but cannot hear,
noses,
but cannot smell.
They
have hands, but cannot feel,
feet,
but cannot walk.
They
cannot make a sound with their throats.
Those
who make them are just like them,
as
are all who trust in them.
My spirit and my heart cried out to God once again for the
billions of people around our world trapped in spiritual darkness worshiping lifeless idols who cannot
hear or see.
My perambulatory soul then wandered over to Romans
10:14-15. How can these billions call on
Him in whom they have not believed? And how can they believe without hearing
about Him? And how can they hear without a preacher? And how can they preach
unless they are sent?
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