Today I got a haircut. My barber, Randy, is very knowledgeable about the Bible. We talk about politics and religion. He is a Messianic Jew and celebrates the Sabbath from sundown on Friday until sundown on Saturday. He celebrates the resurrection of Jesus Christ, but counts the days of Holy Week differently than how I was taught. I will try to explain.
Jesus’ triumphant entry into Jerusalem that is celebrated on Palm Sunday, my barber says, coincides with bringing the lambs who would be sacrificed down that same route. The people who came out would have come for that parade anyway. It was part of the preparation for Passover. So far that coincides with the traditional beginning of Holy Week, but with a slightly new perspective.
Randy says that the Day of Preparation for Passover would have been Tuesday and so the Last Supper was Tuesday night, not Thursday. On Tuesday night, Jesus was arrested and put on trial. However, they could find no fault in him.
On Wednesday, Randy says, the priests would sacrifice the spotless lambs found to be without flaw. Jesus, the Lamb of God, was without fault or flaw. Wednesday was the day that Jesus was crucified, not Friday. The Jews needed the crucifixion to be completed before sunset, when Passover began. The lambs were sacrificed on a certain schedule — the same time frame as Jesus being sacrificed. Randy also said that when the High Priest completed the task of sacrificing the lambs, he would say, “It is finished.” Jesus said the same as his last words on the cross.
This was before the start of Passover on Wednesday sunset, which as Randy explained, is then Thursday. Really that is not very different than beginning a new day at midnight. Rather than midnight, the new day began at sunset of the prior day.
Jesus said he would rise after three days. Per Randy, the three days were Thursday (technically from sundown Wednesday until sundown Thursday), Friday, and Saturday at sunset. The resurrection probably occurred in the night (i.e., after sundown) which was Sunday. The women came to the empty tomb on Sunday morning. Easter!
It makes sense to me. How about to you?