THOUGHTS ON BLACK (HOLY) SATURDAY

“On Holy Saturday I do my best to live in that place, that wax-crayon place of trust and waiting. Of accepting what I cannot know. Of mourning what needs to be mourned. Of accepting what needs to be accepted. Of hoping for what seems impossible.”
― Jerusalem Jackson Greer, A Homemade Year: The Blessings of Cooking, Crafting, and Coming Together

Holy Saturday acknowledges those struggling between post-traumatic defeat and pre-resurrection hope.
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Holy Saturday: a celebration of the sacrament of honest, raw doubt that precedes the resurrection and reigniting of faith.
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The clock ticks slowly on Holy Saturday, pressing reactionaries beyond their capacities. It was a day fashioned for handwringing.
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“Just as when we were children, we were afraid to be alone in the dark and could only be assured by the presence of someone who loved us. Well this is exactly what happened on Holy Saturday, the voice of God resounded in the realm of death. The unimaginable occurred; namely, love penetrated Hell.”
― Robert Cardinal Sarah

The Holy Saturday moment: when all seems dark & grim and the only thing left to do is wait…on the Lord for tomorrow morning’s hope is risen.
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“Every Holy Saturday, the Church waits as it were beside the tomb, meditating on Christ’s death while awaiting the announcement of his resurrection. Like John, we can take Mary into our homes and ponder with her the last words of Christ. Like her, we can rest in a place between anguish and joy, waiting in quiet hope. We can pray the Divine Office, which parts the veil to show us Christ defeating death and releasing sinners from captivity. The King is not dead; he rests from his work. A new day will come. His Cross is not defeat; it is victory!”
― Sarah Christmyer, Walk in Her Sandals: Experiencing Christ’s Passion through the Eyes of Women

Holy Saturday: the darkest day. ‘There in the ground His body lay. Light of the world by darkness slain.’ Feel it. Tomorrow will be sweeter.
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Holy Saturday: Rest well, indeed. For tomorrow there is work to be done and a grave to be conquered.
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Merciful God, release us from the time of trial and oppression, that we may witness to the eternal hope of grief becoming joy and life rising from death. Amen.
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The LORD be with you. Stay safe.

Jay