A guest post from my Girlie #2:
(A sweet little face approached me early this morning gripping a sheet of loose leaf paper. She had something she needed to say and could she offer it up to you via this blog. How could I say no? Here are Juliette’s thoughts and photographs on this Holy Saturday)
Today, 1,981 years ago the world was hopeless, their savior hung on a tree and now is in a tomb. I find it easy to celebrate because I know how it ends. But, at that time, history was being made, prophecies being fulfilled.
After this Jesus knew that every thing had been done. To make scripture come true, he said, “I am thirsty.” There was a jar full of vinegar there so the soldiers soaked a sponge in it. They put it on the branch of a hyssop plant and lifted it to Jesus’ mouth. Jesus tasted the vinegar. then he said, “It is finished.” He bowed his head and died. John 19:28-30
This was the news they were left with. He died on a cross and was buried in a tomb. But there is a wonderful ending.
It comes tomorrow.