DayBreaks for 8/11/15: A Long Day’s Journey of the Saturday
From the DayBreaks archive, 2005:
Psalm 6:2-3 – Be merciful to me, LORD, for I am faint; O LORD, heal me, for my bones are in agony. My soul is in anguish. How long, O LORD, how long?
I’m actually just back from vacation this week. I needed it. I’d been pretty worn out the past few weeks. We had lots of house guests this summer who came and stayed, a few weddings and we just finished our Vacation Bible School on July 29, and it all seemed to just be one thing right after the other without stop. You know the feeling. Sometimes life just seems slightly over the edge, doesn’t it?
George Steiner wrote: “We know of the Good Friday which Christianity holds to have been that of the Cross. But the non-Christian, the atheist, knows of it as well. This is to say that he knows of the injustice, of the interminable suffering, of the waste, of the brute enigma of ending, which so largely make up not only the historical dimension of the human condition, but the everyday fabric of our personal lives. We know, ineluctably, of the pain, of the failure of love, of the solitude which are our history and private fate. We know also about Sunday. To the Christian, that day signifies an intimation, both assured and precarious, both evident and beyond comprehension, of resurrection, of a justice and a love that have conquered death…The lineaments of that Sunday carry the name of hope (there is no world less deconstructible.) But ours is the long day’s journey of the Saturday.”
Our dilemma comes because we live in the nether world between Good Friday and Sunday. In short, we live on Saturday…stuck half way between the injustice of the world and sin and death and weariness and desperation, and the promise of justice, holiness, everlasting life, eternal energy and the fulfillment of all things. While most of us who have Saturday off from work long for that day to arrive each week, that “day” we really long for hasn’t arrived yet. By faith, we can see it just around the corner from where we live. With age, we hear its footsteps on the gravel path leading to our door.
In the movie, Gladiator, Djimon Hounsou plays a gladiator friend of General Maximus (played by Russell Crowe.) At one point in the movie, they speak of their families and wonder if they will ever see them again. Hounsou says something to this effect: “I believe I will see them again. But not yet. Not yet.” The longing in his voice is palpable. That is how I long for Saturday to be over and for “Sunday” to arrive, for when it happens, I will see the Savior face to face. I expect that day to come, but not yet, not yet.
PRAYER: We wait, as patiently as we can, for your return, and with joy for what that day will bring! In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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