On Good Friday the story apparently ended. Whatever
hopes Jesus - "the fiery prophet from Galilee" had evoked have been shattered. Remember the words of the two
disciples on the road to Emmaus: “We had hoped….. Now there is only a great
silence, the silence of the tomb, a silence and the awful emptiness that will last all through Saturday. And the feeling is that it is going to be that way forever.
Holy Saturday is the in-between time – between something old dying and
something new emerging. Holy Saturday is the time between the seed falling and
dying and germinating new life. It is a time when nothing seems to be
happening, when one sees no light at the end of the tunnel.
Good Friday looks
like the end of the story. But not really. The story will continue. Light will
appear at the end of the tunnel. Death will be conquered. The silence and gloom
of Holy Saturday will be shattered in a blaze of glory on Sunday.
As a popular song says, “there is sunshine after the rain, there is laughter after the pain.”
But Sunday is not on our radar on Saturday. On Saturday there is just silence and emptiness- and no future.
When have we felt life to be a long Holy Saturday, when we felt like we
have reached a dead end – with no way forward, no light at the end of the tunnel?
…. And then surprised – at the happy turn of events?
"He has torn us to pieces, but he will heal us; he has struck us down, but he will bandage our wounds; after a day or two he will bring us back to life, on the third day he will raise us and we shall live in his presence." (Prophet Hosea, 6, 1-2)
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