The next song I want to discuss is titled, “God Rested.” It’s the final song from Andrew Peterson’s new EP, “Resurrection Letters: A Prologue.” The song recounts the events just after Jesus’s death on the cross. Some of the women familiar with Jesus as well as a rich man named Joseph of Arimathea took the Lord’s body down and prepared it for burial. They wrapped the body in linen and laid it in Joseph’s personal tomb.
The chorus of the song is quite interesting. It relates the rest that God takes at the end of the six days of creation to the rest that Christ experiences in the tomb before he resurrects. In both stories we see that God has just completed an extraordinary work. In one, the creation of the universe, and in the other, it’s redemption. In the creation story the rest that God takes is the authority behind the consecration of the Sabbath Day, the last day of the week, in the Jewish religion. This is the day that Christ spends in the tomb, the holy day of rest. Before He takes His first breath declaring victory over sin and death.
It’s a song pregnant with anticipation. There’s a sense of a sort of confused denial of what was just experienced by the disciples of Jesus. This couldn’t happen to the Son of God, the promised Messiah. He can’t just be killed. This can’t just be the end of it all. In fact it wasn’t the end. We read in in John 10, “For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life that I may take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down, and I have authority to take it up again.” Jesus willingly allowed Himself to be killed knowing that He had the power and authority, given to Him by the Father, to rise from the dead. It was the plan that had been made from before the foundations of the earth. The Son would enter into His creation and redeem His people. Rescuing them from the slavery of sin, freeing them from the shackles of death and granting them eternal life in the Kingdom of God.
The last verse is filled with glorious anticipation as the whole earth holds it breath awaiting the arrival of the King.
The sun went down
The Sabbath faded
The holy day was done
And all Creation waited