I’ve often wondered what the disciples were thinking about when they went to bed the night before the resurrection of Jesus Christ. Were they thinking about going back to their jobs as fishermen, tax collectors, etc., or were they even able to sleep?
I know we can read the accounts of the crucifixion and the resurrection, but what about those times in between?
I’ve often found myself at those “times in between.” That moment right before everything turns around can seem like the most surreal ever. We struggle with the darkness of the night just hoping to get through it. But then, the morning breaks through…the light comes up and day dawns.
Tonight we go to sleep knowing that He arose, and we sleep with the confidence.