Silent Wednesday

 I listened to a wonderful Easter podcast with many insights about Holy Week 

discussing the individual meanings of each day.

In the podcast, they speculated about how the Savior may have spent "Silent Wednesday." It's unknown
since we don't have a record of that day. I appreciated their suggestion that perhaps he spent it as he did any other day--healing the sick, teaching and loving.

But I had a different idea. I like to think he spent it... silent.
What if two days before he knew his life was ending, he was given the gift of time

 to reflect on all the love and friendship and goodness he'd been a part of.
To contemplate the beauty of life on earth--maybe even more beautiful than he imagined.
To sorrow at saying goodbye, and for the pain his friends and family would feel.
To ponder the gravity of the upcoming atonement and crucifixion.

To sit with all the human emotions and just be grateful.