It Will Feel Like It's Over But It's Not Over

Two days after I confessed the affair, I found myself at the home of a very good friend. He agreed to allow me to stay at his house until Trisha and I could determine if our marriage would survive.

We were approaching the door and he grabbed my arm. I looked at him in his eyes and he said, “It will feel like it’s over, but it’s not over.” I had no idea what he meant. A few minutes later, I walked into a room with every article of clothing I owned stacked in boxes against the wall. In that moment, it felt like it was over.

My identity. My marriage. My life.

Something had died. There was no sign of life. There was no hope. There was no prospect of a new beginning. No indication that anything good would ever come out of something so destructive.

That is the Saturday between Good Friday and Easter. Silent. Hopeless. Quiet. Dark. Lifeless. The body is in the tomb. The stone hasn’t moved. The feeling of loss still cuts to the bone. It seems like it’s over…but it’s not over.

Your marriage may have ended

Your job may have been lost

Your relationship with your son may be estranged

Your health may be deteriorating

Your dream may have died

Your friend may have hurt you

Your parents may have walked out on you

It may feel like it’s over. It may feel like death has won. It may feel like the tomb will have the last word. It may feel like you will never survive the circumstances you’re in right now. It may feel like it’s over-but Easter reminds us-it’s not over.

As long as you have breath, God has a plan.

As long as you have a heart beat, God has a mission.

As long as you have faith, God specializes in resurrections.

Today is Saturday.

The day of silence.

The day of sadness.

The day of quiet.

The day of death.

To experience a resurrection, something has to die. It may feel like it’s over, but it’s not over.

Your resurrection is near.