It was a day of quiet mourning, and deep doubt.
I imagine it went something like this:
What just happened? Really?
He was the Son of God right? We didn't put our faith in someone who is "just dead" did we? Were we completely deceived? What did we miss? Did we not see the miracles? Did we not see Him make the blind to see and the lame to walk? It was so real. He did walk on the water right? We weren't all dreaming the exact same thing at the exact same time were we? He did calm the waves when we were scared out of our minds on that boat right? Did He not tell us we were right when we called Him the Son of God?
Who would do that by the way? Who is crazy enough to be beaten like that and killed so brutally? And willingly! Was it for some silly signs? Some tricks of the hand and mind? For some point to be made? We need to go see that fig tree to see if it is still shriveled up. What about that guy at the Angels pool. It could have been anyone. Maybe it was someone in his family, a brother that looked just like him and he was not healed and walked away. Was it a trick?
No - He was the real deal, right? He did perform all those miracles right before our eyes. Those demons He rebuked weren't just a figment of our imagination were they? He didn't pull all that from Beelzebub. Did He? We need to check on Mary. Did she really have demons or was she just faking it? Did she know Jesus before we met her and it was all a show?
Oh, our lament is real, O LORD. Our Prophet is dead and we have no direction. Who will lead us now? What do we do now? How does this go forward? Do we even go forward? Do we just go back to fishing, to taking up taxes? We are so confused. We mourn His passing, and can't believe He is gone down to Sheol. Dead.
O LORD, God of Abraham, did we put our faith in a false prophet?
I imagine it was was an excruciating day of emotion. A huge hole they felt in their chests. And not just emotionally, but physically. Not just because He was dead, but because of the doubt that ran through everyones minds. The doubt fed off each other. I'm sure they felt as if they were deceived, played the fool for believing in a Man who called Himself God, and then got Himself killed. Right in front of them. I'm sure they really didn't want to go on and would have preferred to die, just as Jesus did.
I think God allowed the doubt as a lesson to be learned, a testing of the faith, if you will.
Question: How do you suppose you would have reacted if you were there?
Sending Peace & Blessings your way ...