Dem take Jesus body, wrap am with burial cloths and spices, as Jewish burial custom be. For di place wey dem crucify am, one garden dey, and inside di garden, one new tomb dey wey dem never bury anybody inside. So dem lay Jesus there because na di Jewish day of preparation, and di tomb dey near. John 19:40-42
As human eye fit see am, everything don lost, everything don end. Jesus life don reach im end. Im body lie inside di tomb, di stone cover di entrance, and His followers don scatter. Where our Blessed Mama dey as all this dey happen?
Even though Scripture no tell us di exact place wey she dey, we fit dey sure say our Blessed Mama keep vigil from Good Friday reach Easter Sunday. First of all and pass everything, she keep vigil inside her heart. All through her life, she continue to think deeply about di mystery of her Son. She think deeply about how she conceive am, His birth, how dem flee go Egypt, His childhood, and every moment of His public ministry. Throughout di past week, she don dey think deeply about His suffering and di cruel way wey He die. But as she dey think deeply about all this, her Heart wey sin no stain dey full of confidence and perfect trust. Her mind understand di wisdom of di Father plan, and her heart agree with am completely. She know, without any doubt at all, say di Father will dey happen perfectly.
As our Blessed Mama dey pray and think deeply about di life and death of her Son that Holy Saturday, her heart for don full of calm excitement and joy. She fit no don know exactly how His rising from death go happen, but she know for sure say He go soon come back to her. She no allow hopelessness enter her Heart wey sin no stain, even for one moment. Instead, she keep vigil in prayer for her Son and wait for His promise to come true, say He go rise on di third day. She don hear am talk this, and she know say na true. Di only duty wey remain for her now na to wait, dey watch and pray with expectation.
Hope na supernatural gift from God. No be just to dey wish say something go happen or to dey expect say things go better. Hope na gift wey God take make promise inside di heart of each one of us. Di promises wey He make dey reveal His divine will perfectly. As we hear am dey speak His promises, we must answer with faith.
Today, think deeply about this most holy scene of Holy Saturday. While many people dey full of hopelessness and confusion, our Blessed Mama continue her vigil with hope. She know, without any doubt, say glorious things still dey come. She know say her Son don complete His mission to save us and He don almost reach di time to restore new life to everybody wey go turn to am for help when dem dey in need. Think deeply about your own hope for di promise of God for your life. Allow di example of our Blessed Mama to inspire you. Allow her prayers to transform you. No doubt, even for one moment, say God get great things for mind for you. For people wey believe, di rising from death no dey ever far pass one moment.
My dearest Mama, allow me to keep vigil with you as you wait with perfect hope for your divine Son to rise from death. Help me understand di beauty of every virtue wey dey alive inside your Heart wey sin no stain. Help me understand say di suffering wey you endure bring virtues reach perfection for your life, especially di virtue of divine hope.
My dear Mama, pray for me make I dey open to di promises of your Son for my life. Pray make I fit hear am dey speak to me and reveal His perfect plan. Make I trust that plan, even when e be like say all earthly hope don lost. Make I follow your own example wey sin no stain, and always trust your dear Son.
My Lord wey dey rest, as You lie inside di tomb that Holy Saturday, You fill di heart of Your dear mama with plenty hope as she wait for Your promise to come true. You also promise me and everybody wey believe say di sufferings of life no be di end. Your rising from death dey before me, and You promise to transform my life and di lives of everybody wey trust You. Give me di grace wey I need to keep vigil with Your dear mama, no matter di cross wey I face for life.
Mother Mary, pray for me. Jesus, na You I trust.
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