There seems to be something amiss today. Perhaps it is the fact that over the whole Catholic world there is no Mass celebrated or is it that we are aware that we are remembering the death of Jesus. Today is the day he lay in the tomb. Mary is heartbroken, the Pharisees are elated; they have won the great victory over God.
We are waiting; this cannot be real, Jesus cannot be gone for ever. He gave us such great hope, he worked the miracles in our lives and we have come to know him. Where has he gone?
If we have been attentive to the readings and services over these past few days and if we have reflected on the story that is unfolding then we shall have some idea of what the disciples were feeling.
There is an air of expectancy hanging over the world, a feeling that this is an unreal situation and that something has to happen to break the atmosphere of doom. So many times in our lives we enter these periods: after the death of a loved one, the breakup of a marriage or the loss of a job. In these huge life changing events there is always a time of transition, a time of change: there is a Holy Saturday.
In life the Holy Saturdays that we go through can last a long time. But there must always be a Holy Saturday before we can have an Easter Sunday, the death must come before the Resurrection. When we lose a relationship, a friend or whatever, we have to wait until the time comes when we can use hindsight to see where God was in the middle of it.
This requires faith and causes a real growth in faith. Imagine the faith Mary and the disciples needed on Holy Saturday. You don’t get much darker than a day like this.
But do not fear, the light is coming!