I Choose Today to Trust the Power of the In-Between The Ordinary Series – Part 6

As believers, when it comes to Easter, we focus on Good Friday, when Jesus died for the sins of the world, and Easter Sunday, when He rose from the grave to defeat death once and for all.

Both of these days deserve every ounce of our awe and celebration. They are the visible markers of love and victory—the cross where the price was paid and the empty tomb where death was disarmed.

But what about the day in-between?

What about Saturday?

That ordinary, quiet, grief-stricken day between the heartbreak and the miracle. The day when heaven seemed silent and hope felt buried. The day most of us skip over… but shouldn’t.

Because even though it looked like nothing was happening, everything was already in motion.

Scripture gives us a glimpse behind the veil:

“He was put to death in the body but made alive in the Spirit. After being made alive, He went and made proclamation to the imprisoned spirits…” —1 Peter 3:18–19

Jesus didn’t wait for Sunday to start moving.

He didn’t rest in death.

He descended into the very den of death itself—and declared victory.

To the author of death.

To the powers of darkness.

To the realm of the unseen.

Holy Saturday was a battlefield.

And Jesus didn’t flinch.

While His body lay in a tomb, His Spirit was proclaiming the win that would shake eternity. He knew the plan. He knew the path. And He didn’t waste a second.

And that same power—the one that walked into hell to declare freedom—is available to us today. Not just on Resurrection Sunday. Not just when life is going well.

But in the in-between.

In the middle of your unanswered prayers.

In the waiting room between diagnosis and healing.

In the quiet moments of grief, uncertainty, transition.

In the days when you feel like you’re stuck and nothing is moving.

He is moving.

I know this because it’s my story too.

Before I knew Jesus, I was stuck. Stuck in my lot in life, caught in a story I didn’t know how to rewrite. I didn’t know I was waiting for rescue—I just knew I was lost.

But God was already working in the in-between.

He orchestrated a dramatic exit from the life I was living in California and led me on a winding, seemingly unnecessary journey—one that landed me at a kitchen table in North Carolina. And it was there, across from a young associate pastor, that I met the One who had been pursuing me all along.

Every twist. Every turn. Every detour.

They weren’t random.

They were redemptive.

That’s the power of the in-between.

That’s the power of Holy Saturday.

When the world thought nothing was happening, He was declaring victory.

So if you’re in a middle right now…

If you feel stuck in the silence or unsure in the stretch…

Let this be your reminder:

You don’t have to see the victory to know it’s already won.

You don’t have to feel momentum to believe He is moving.

You don’t have to rush to Sunday—because Saturday has power too.

He is always working. Even in the quiet. Even in the unseen.

Especially in the in-between.

Pause today and ask God to reveal where He’s moving in your “Saturday season.” What looks silent or stuck may be the very battlefield where Jesus is already declaring victory over your life.