We've probably all heard the saying "It's always darkest before the dawn", but those words are poor consolation to the ones sitting in the dark.
Laying awake way too early this morning, I listened as the birds sang away, oblivious to the cold and the darkness. Now that the sun is up, I realize I don't hear the birds. I would add to that saying of being darkest before the dawn with "The music is sweetest in the darkness."
In the times that confuse, crush, and break us, the Lord sings sweetly. Zephaniah 3:17 reminds that the Lord is with us and that He rejoices over us with singing. On this morning in the time between the cross and the resurrection, I imagine that the darkness was overwhelming for the disciples.
Fear...were they next...?
Confusion...what about his kingdom...?
Betrayal...how could He have let this happen...?
I wonder if they heard the singing as the glorious dawn was about to break.
Do you? Close your eyes and listen for it.