The day between Good Friday and Easter also brings me crashing to the ground. It weighs heavy on my heart when I think of friends and family who don't believe in the resurrection of my Saviour. That day after Jesus is put to death gives me a glimpse of what it might be like to live without hope--I try not to think on it for long because the crushing pain of no hope will have me reaching for a fix to feel better--wine, extra antidepressant or even the bed until Easter morning.
So if you are feeling this hopelessness, that once death happens there is nothing just darkness look further. Research, ask Christians, ask the Faithgirls we would love to help you find the peace that comes from seeing that cross. The joy that comes from knowing you are loved so much that God sent His Son for you! For me, for those you love! With His horrific death, His sacrifice for us we get to live.
I'd like to celebrate Easter every day but without Good Friday there is no understanding of the power of love God has for us.