I still am taken by the "day in between" the crucifixion and the resurrection. For the disciples, observant Jews, it was the Sabbath. There was no running around getting new outfits, or even doing chores like cutting the lawn. It was a day of rest and because of that there was no hiding the fear behind busy-ness. Many had fled, or hid behind locked doors. Jesus was dead, and there was nothing but fear and terror, wondering if they were next...
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