Those three days

Nearing the end of John's gospel and reading about the crucifixion makes me wonder how the disciples felt. Here they have put everything on the line for Jesus: They left their homes, jobs, lives, and followed Jesus all over the country side. When they were hoping to see the kingdom of heaven come, all they saw was the death of the King. The person they placed there hopes in gone. Dreams shattered, hopes gone, I wonder if they resented following Jesus.

It makes me think that some of our lives are lived in those 3 days. The days the disciples had where Jesus was dead, hope was gone, and they did not understand the mind of God. They did not understand God's bigger plan.

When the bottom falls out of our lives, and we can't see the bigger plan, we can't see what God has up his sleeves, may we remember the disciples during those three days. And may we wait trusting and hoping in the character of God to make things right, to have a plan that is better than we could have foreseen.