It is Holy Saturday. This is the day the disciples waited in fear. Of course, they did not know how long they would wait, or what exactly it was for which they waited. My guess is that many of them were waiting for the guards to barge into the house and arrest them.
Jesus was dead. Hope seemed lost.
Today I wait as well. I turned in the third draft of my dissertation yesterday. I turned the first draft in on January 17. Looking back at that one, it really was a stinker. I revised and rewrote, met with two of my panel members on February 17 and was told that it still wasn’t ready, so I continued to deconstruct, write new material, and reorganize.