In-between.
Holy Saturday is in many ways, the day of Holy Week most like our day-to-day lives. Holy Saturday is one of those days that Christ-followers may well have looked back on with almost a “now but not yet” sense.
The nearness of resurrection means living in wake of a death. Wakes have a lot of the signs of a good party: plenty of food, small pockets of friends engaging, maybe a reunion feel, etc. But all wakes have one thing, more or less in common – what is missing is the one in whose name the people gather. The wake is for the only one NOT awake. It is the awake who need to wake.
And so it is Holy Saturday. The day Christ’s followers began the dark and painful process of wrapping their hopes, dreams in a shroud of grave clothes. Little did they know just how close they were to hearing Christ’s words to Lazarus for themselves.
“Come out!”
“Wake up!”
“Take off those grave clothes!”
In-between.
Monkey in the middle.
Now but not yet.
Just one more sleep.
…may it be so.
Peace, dwight
