We read in accord with Isaiah’s prophecy, that the suffering servant had a grave:
Indeed, part of the gospel includes the truth that Christ was buried.
I wonder how often our dreams, even good ones have been shattered. It is easier for us on this side of Jesus’ resurrection to think that all is well, that it ends well. On that side of the resurrection, Jesus’ disciples did not have that vantage point. They had heard Jesus’ words that after he was killed, on the third day he would rise again. But they couldn’t comprehend that, it did not compute with their experience or understanding.
Death, burial, resurrection. We tend to forget or ignore the burial part. In Romans 6 we are told that we have been buried with him in his death through our baptism, and risen with him into newness of life (or, a new life). The burial part should not be glossed over.
Yes, Jesus was dead. In his humanity, he was deceased, of course only temporary, in his case a short time. But long enough that it was more than a blink. His body had to be taken care of, and we note that that was done well. And the Jewish leaders tried to insure that the story would end there.
It is good to simply reflect on this day, on Holy Saturday. Jesus was dead and buried. He had suffered much and eloquently so to the end. But now there was silence. Nothing.