For years, Holy Saturday was my every day. I knew all too well the death of Good Friday. Easter had not yet come. Pain, loss and more pain and loss. Kicks in the gut. No obvious way out. No clear path about the future. Days when I didn’t know how to get out of bed. I …
Holy Saturday
Sitting With Holy Saturday
Welcome to one of the darkest days of the whole year— for Christians that is—the day we wait with Jesus in the tomb. It’s the day that no one visited the tomb of Jesus. It’s the day when nothing happened in the gospel narrative. It’s the day that can be summarized in one word: silence. …
