My reflection today:
“Holy Saturday invites us to consider the in between periods of our lives when the reality of painful loss clings tightly and the possibility of moving on eludes us. We too have our Holy Saturday experiences-similar to physical death but repeated throughout life – when the grayness of our little ‘deaths’ entombs us in a silent vagueness. During these periods, we find ourselves waiting for something to happen, hoping things will change for the better as we restlessly seek inner harmony. Like Jesus, we hover somewhere between the bleakness of a Good Friday and the brilliant light of an Easter Sunday. similar to a butterfly in a chrysalis completing its preparation, we wait with faith filled expectation of new grace arriving. We have hope that our day of emergence will come and, with it, a revival of joy.” – Sr. Joyce Rupp, O.S.M.
Dear Lord you enter the dark space of in-between, where the just gestating grace of the Holy One empowered an amazing transformation. Your silent entombment teaches me to be 
patient when my own chrysalis-time requires waiting.
patient when my own chrysalis-time requires waiting.