Category Archives: Holy Week

Holy Saturday, the day of death, the day of the tomb

Hi, all. I was doing some internet surfing on the subject of this day (holy saturday) and came across this excellent article. In a way, it’s hard to contemplate our Lord being dead, really dead, cold and in a tomb. We tried to grasp that reality last Sunday, in our funeral for Jesus. But today is another day to stop at the tomb, to grieve, to wait — not to rush to the beauty and glory of Easter.

The earth is silent and waits.

Holy Saturday, the day of death
National Post
Saturday, April 07, 2007

A few weeks back, the story of the “Jesus tomb” dominated the news cycle. Michael Coren dismantled the claims in these pages, and after several days of near-universal debunking by archaeologists and historians of religion, the story died as the publicity stunt it was. James Cameron did not find Jesus’s tomb, but there once was such a tomb. Not for long, but for long enough.

Today is the day of that tomb. We call it Holy Saturday, and it is the day of stillness, the day of death. Good Friday is the day of dying, which means it is a day of living, for to die well is the crown of a life lived well. Tomorrow is the day of new life, the Easter joy of resurrection, of life on the other side of death. Today, though, is the day of death, the day of the tomb.

The Christian belief is that the tomb was necessary. The atonement offered by Jesus on the Cross was a real sacrifice, a real passion, a real death — and a dead man needs a real tomb. Yet this man, this Jesus of Nazareth, was not to be held by death, for He too was God, the author of life. In the custom of those days, three days was the sure sign that death had wrought its destruction. And so Jesus would spend His three days in the tomb, but only the minimum necessary: Friday evening, Saturday and Sunday dawn. He needed the tomb, but not for a moment more than necessary.

The Gospel of St. John tells us about Lazarus, a friend of Jesus, who died and had been in the tomb four days. Four days. Hopeless. The detail is important, for Jesus had raised others who were freshly dead, in a matter of hours. Perhaps they had not really died. But four days in the tomb is different. Martha makes the point in the earthy style typical of the Gospels: “But Lord, there will be a stench, for he has been dead four days.” And then Jesus raises him from the dead.

Lazarus comes out of the tomb, but another day he would need it again. Life on Earth is temporary, life in the tomb is permanent. The good news of the great reversal at the heart of the Christian faith is that Jesus came so that life would be permanent, and the tomb only temporary.

So temporary, in His case, that there was no time for a proper anointing, let alone a mausoleum with inscriptions. After the death of Jesus on the Cross, there is a hurry to lay Him in the tomb before the Sabbath begins. Today is that Sabbath, the day of rest marked by the rest in the tomb.

Christians can’t help looking to tomorrow, to Easter, eager for the activity of life over against rest in the tomb. The Church’s liturgy reflects that holy eagerness, as this very evening the great vigils announcing the joy of Easter are celebrated in the cathedrals and churches and chapels of the Christian world. Yet in the eagerness for Easter we should not forget to stop at the tomb.

The late Pope John Paul II once reflected on the reality and finality of the tomb, calling this a “vast planet of tombs.” The Earth is truly our home; we live upon it for a short while, and are laid in it forever. The tomb forms the definitive destination of each life, no matter how many stops there may be on the way. A human life is a longer or shorter journey toward the tomb, and therefore the God who became man needed a tomb. Without one, His life would have been less human.

So the search for the tomb of Jesus is not wrong, just very late. The holy women who went out that first Easter morning found the tomb, but not the living Christ, for one does not find the living among the dead. Since that time Christians have come to worship at the empty tomb just outside the ancient walls of Jerusalem, for that tomb marks the dawn of the day when the tomb itself became not a destination but a way station.

There was a Jesus tomb. But now it is empty, and that emptiness is the promise already given of the day when all the tombs shall be empty.


somehow, in God’s way of seeing things, crucifixion is power

The message of the cross is sheer folly to those on the way to destruction, but to us, who are on the way to salvation, it is the power of God…. God has made the wisdom of this world look foolish! As God in his wisdom ordained, the world failed to find him by its wisdom, and he chose by the folly of the gospel to save those who have faith.  Jews demand signs, Greeks look for wisdom, but we proclaim Christ nailed to the cross; and though this is an offence to Jews and folly to Gentiles, yet to those who are called, Jews and Greeks alike, he is the power of God and the wisdom of God.

The folly of God is wiser than human wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than human strength.  My friends, think what sort of people you are, whom God has called.  Few of you are wise by any human standard, few powerful or of noble birth.  Yet, to shame the wise, God has chosen what the world counts folly, and to shame what is strong, God has chosen what the world counts weakness.  He has chosen things without rank or standing in the world, mere nothings, to overthrow the existing order.  So no place is left for any human pride in the presence of God.  By God’s act you are in Christ Jesus; God has made him our wisdom, and in him we have our righteousness, our holiness, our liberation.  Therefore, in the words of scripture, ‘If anyone must boast, let him boast in the Lord.’

– 1 Corinthians 1:18-31 (Revised English Bible) 

Our funeral for Jesus: Our God, our God, why have you forsaken us?

Coffin (funeral for Jesus)













We held a funeral for Jesus tonight, as our Palm Sunday service. And it was a moving experience, especially when Rev. Jane invited us to partake of the bread and wine, one by one, up at the coffin, as a way to “pay our respects” to Jesus and to sup with him for the last time.

It was a service like none of us have ever been to before. It was new to all of us, including Rev. Jane. But it was our effort to get in touch with just how much our relationship with Jesus means to us — by getting in touch with what it would be like to lose him, to mourn his death… to try to imagine life without him.

We borrowed a coffin from a local mortuary. We began the service by processing around the building, carrying the coffin and singing “When the Saints Come Marching In” (in New Orleans style). We sang hymns, read and reflected on Psalm 22. Rev. Jane gave the eulogy, and we prayed for ourselves and for all people mourning Jesus’ death. Some of us spoke of our fondest memories of Jesus, what he’s done for us, and how hard it will be to live life without him. We ended by commending Jesus’ spirit unto God.

During this service, we were in a suspended time, as it were. We were pre-resurrection friends and disciples of Jesus. We comforted ourselves that Jesus our Master himself had had faith that God would in the end come to Jesus’ and our rescue. We realized that we don’t know what that help might look like. So while we grieved, we also held on to a hope that God would do something to make it all come out right. Jesus had this hope, so we will try to, too.

Our days will be sterile and dark now, without Jesus. But we have faith that we are living as if inside Psalm 22, waiting between verses 21 and 22… waiting for God to act.

Communion on Jesus’ Coffin

Here’s a copy of Jesus son of Joseph’s obituary (our Palm Sunday service will be a Memorial to Jesus)

Jesus Obituary