My brain is all mushy. I'm going to blame lack of meat, because tomorrow...yaaay!
I'm so ready for lent to be over. But that's another blog post.
Joseph takes the body and buries it. On one hand, I feel it proves that Jesus had to be dead. You have centurions proving it, and then Joseph himself. So to people who doubt the Jesus-actually-being dead part of the story, meh. If you're going to trust the story so far, then you have to trust this part too. It's believable.
Mark oesn't go much into the despair at this point, but good grief, the despair--for Mary, for the disciples. And now you're about to sit around for the Sabbath and just think about it for the next twenty four hours. It's going to be a long day.
It is finished, but there's nothing to celebrate yet. Just the finality.