Pity the poor, shock-wearied disciples! The path to victory and
freedom and sovereign, national rulership bled out before their eyes in humiliating, cringe-worthy spectacle. They had collectively put all their ‘eggs’ in that one ‘basket’ and watched it get obliterated like the sun that fateful afternoon. Their crushing grief along with a wrenching hopelessness was crippling. And a painful sense of disjointedness peaked with Jesus’ returning from death, shocking them with calm assurances that everything was still according to plan!