I remember pondering this last year and my Dad sparked it again with this observation:
We celebrate Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and Easter Sunday. But what about today? What about the Saturday when Jesus was in the grave?
Sure it doesn't make sense to celebrate. Especially if you were one of the disciples. You have just followed a teacher to Jerusalem with the expectation that he was going to establish a worldly kingdom. One moment he comes into the city with "Hossana in the Highest," and days later he is surrounded by the words "crucify him!"
Today Jesus is dead. Today Jesus is in the grave. Today is often ignored.
As of today there is no resurrection, no life, no fulfillment, no hope. Of course we have the advantage of foresight. In our eagerness to celebrate tomorrow morning I think it appropriate to simply think about what it means that today Jesus is dead. I am not trying to be fatalistic or wallow in grief but how can salvation make sense about from despair?
Rather, how can we understand the power resurrection without understanding the gravity of death?