And a man named Joseph, who was a member of the Council, a good and righteous man (he had not consented to their plan and action), a man from Arimathea, a city of the Jews, who was waiting for the kingdom of God; this man went to Pilate and asked for the body of Jesus. And he took it down and wrapped it in a linen cloth, and laid Him in a tomb cut into the rock, where no one had ever lain. It was the preparation day, and the Sabbath was about to begin. Now the women who had come with Him out of Galilee followed, and saw the tomb and how His body was laid. Then they returned and prepared spices and perfumes.
And on the Sabbath they rested according to the commandment.
Anyone who has read my life of Christ posts knows that I am of the school of thought that says Jesus was crucified and buried on Thursday instead of Friday. I make this claim for a lot of reasons but mostly then it makes Jesus true when he says that he will be in the earth both three days and three nights. That said the burial of Jesus has its significance all its own.
it is at this point that Jesus has lived a full and complete human life. He had been born, he has lived and he died. In this way Jesus has now fully and completely identified with human beings. He has done everything that is expected of human life – birth, living, death and burial. His full identification with our lot on planet earth is complete.
That said there is also a seed planted, a seed that will spring up to something far more glorious. At the time though it must have seemed to be total loss and complete disappointment. The disciples were scattered, Peter is weeping for his denials, only the women remain to see where they have laid him so they can complete the spices after the Sabbath. In everyone’s eyes it is over.
It speaks to us in saying that things may look their darkest and most hopeless but that is when things are being planted to spring to new life.