Holy Saturday

Still, even though you might have taken the walk from Sunday of The Passion, to Maundy Thursday, through Good Friday, be still. Don't yet leap to Easter.

Jesus was laid in the tomb. A rock was rolled over the opening to seal it.

Visit the tomb. Pay respect to the dead. Remember those you love but see no longer. Feel the admixture of loving and missing. Faith does not take away the bitter and leave only the sweet. No, but by faith one can continue to live and love, though the bitter is a stronger taste at some times more than others.

What do you taste?

Ponder the limits, the boundaries and borders you experience in your body.
Yet while you live, what/where are the graves you obsess over?
Can your moaning be turned into song?
"All of us go down to the dust; yet even at the grave we make our song: -------------"

What is that song; and how is the bitter taste cleansed so that we might form the notes that sing?

See the Book of Common Prayer p. 499 and 497.

Prepare to attend The Great Vigil of Easter