Day Forty // April 11 // Abandoned to Hope (Holy Saturday) “Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.” – G.K. Chesterton –
The sun would rise. And the sun would set: the last pink ribbon of dusk conceding to the inky dark of night. And they waited. They waited in their grief. They waited in their shock. They waited in the numb of their emptiness and pain and disbelief. Was it all over? Was it all gone? They waited. And they remembered. They remembered the lakeside where He’d taught and laughed and healed. They remembered the storms He’d calmed and the crowds He’d fed. They remembered His gentleness and His power, His wisdom and His words.
