Yesterday.
The dreams of a nation died.
We hoped, Oh, how we hoped, that this time…
Well, we were wrong.
The God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob PROMISED!
He promised Abraham that one day one of his descendants would come.
That person would be raised up by GOD alone!
That person would lead God’s own people, Israel in God’s own Glory!
And, Israel would be a blessing to the whole world!
We listened to him.
We followed him.
“He is the One that was Promised!” some said.
One of us even said that He was the Messiah, our hoped for deliverer.
The Person that would lead Israel to freedom!
This One would end our domination by foreigners and their gods.
You should have seen all of the people just a few days ago!
Lining the road into the Holy City!
Proclaiming Him as the One.
But, now?
He lays in a tomb of cold stone.
Dead.
As are all of our hopes.
Yet, the story says that God, after finishing all of the work of creation
Rested on the seventh day.
The Sabbath.
That’s today.
Grim irony.
Our would be Messiah rests on this day.
Was His work finished?
Will there be an eighth day?
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