The Burial of Jesus

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Mark 15:42-47, Lamentations 3:1-9, Lamentations 3:19-24, Colossians 1:15-23

Standing off in the distance, the same women who had watched Joseph of Arimathea take Jesus’s body down from the cross also watched as His body was “laid in a tomb cut out of the rock,” with a stone rolled against the entrance (Mark 15:46). Their Savior, Lord, and friend was now dead and buried. 

Can you imagine how they felt? If I had been there to witness the stone being rolled over the entrance—sealing His body inside—I wonder if my waning hope for a Savior King would’ve been sealed inside, too. The darkness and overwhelming sadness of the event must have made Jesus’s trusted followers feel utterly hopeless. 

Many of us know what it feels like to believe God has left us. We know what it’s like to doubt. We’ve had our own dark seasons—seasons where we’ve felt susceptible to the attacks of the evil one, lacking all peace. 

I have walked through seasons of depression and extreme anxiety and have had the same thoughts as the writer of Lamentations: “My future is lost, as well as my hope from the LORD” (3:18). And in those moments, there doesn’t seem to be a light at the end of the tunnel or an end to the suffering. 

For followers of Jesus in that day, it was difficult to see the light at the end of their tunnel. We can now rest on this side of the resurrection, but it’s important to sit in the space where those first Christ followers once found themselves. Sometimes, we need to lean into our questions, doubts, and brokenness with open hands, expectantly waiting for God’s next move. Because even when it seems all is lost, dead and buried and grieved, God is still doing something.

While the disciples hid in their homes, God was busy defeating sin and death. While Mary Magdalene looked at the closed tomb, God was reconciling everything to Himself through Jesus’s blood, shed on the cross (Colossians 1:20). While Jesus’s followers sat with doubt, fear, sadness, and loss, God was faithful to keep His promise to save His people. 

In our dark seasons, when we feel hopeless, God is still moving and working things out for our good. There is hope in Jesus’s life, death, and resurrection. “Death no longer rules over him. For the death he died, he died to sin once for all time; but the life he lives, he lives to God. So, you too consider yourselves dead to sin and alive to God in Christ Jesus” (Romans 6:9–11). Jesus is still our one, good hope. May we stay expectant of God’s deliverance.

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  1. Lisa S says:

    Hope—to wait expectantly.
    The tomb was filled with hope.
    With mercy.
    With faithful love.
    This Saturday was not silent.
    It screamed hope.
    This is Hope-Filled Tomb Saturday!

  2. Deb Ireland says:

    I can’t imagine what his disciples felt. They must have been so confused. I need to remember that in times of confusion and doubt God is still at work. In this case he was doing the most amazing thing ever done. Sunday is coming….

  3. Jennifer Ficklen says:

    God is amazing and is always faithful. Even when He is quiet and we are in the darkness He is working. I am in awe of that fact. Always!

  4. Gretchen S says:

    Well the disciples hid, God defeated sin and death. Wow! That puts things into perspective.

  5. Melanie Rastrelli says:

    Praying for you sweet sisters here at SRT. Special prayers for the hearts of you Dorothy, Tina, Heidi. Love and hugs to all of you. ❤️

  6. Linda Gilbow says:

    I liked the devotion today because it’s REAL. We who believe DO have times of darkness, wondering what happened to our faith, and what God is doing, and why He’s silent. In the dark days we hang on to His words, and wait for the stone to be rolled away so that we SEE.

  7. Jill Lee says:

    We know the end of this story, and that is our hope for all the times it feels like God has left us.

  8. Jen M says:

    Tina – I am so sorry for your loss. I can’t imagine the pain of burying a daughter, and yet my own mother had to do it when I was young. Thank you for sharing sharing your story. Thank you for displaying faithfulness and hope and faith in God in the midst of what must have been the darkest of days. Thank you for reminding us … But God. ❤️