HOLY SATURDAY — THE DAY OF JOYFUL SADNESS

I remember wondering what it would have been like to be a friend of Jesus, to have experienced his vigor, his newness and the wild hope he would have aroused for a long awaited promise to be fulfilled. And then to experience his grim suffering and death, and to have no idea that the astonishing Resurrection life was about to break into history and inaugurate the new creation, eternal and ever-green. The anguish must have been crushing.

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