Ash Wednesday The Covenant

1st Sunday
The Choice

2nd Sunday
The Call

Holy Saturday - Night of Light

As we enter that dark night, the darkest of all nights, we are alone without my God. The night of Good Friday is a night beyond comprehension.

On Saturday, we sit by our spiritual tomb on the darkest of all days. Yes, our night has become our day. Without my Lord, who are we?

Christ is dead. Christ is lying in the tomb. Christ is but a memory. Christ escapes our hopes.

Our spiritual agony is living Christ's Passion.

Our spiritual death is giving up my ways and understanding.

Our spiritual crowning of thorns is penetrating my passion mystery.

Our spiritual scourging is being one with others' suffering.

Our spiritual death on my cross is hanging for the duration of my transformation.

In the transforming, we are washed of our old selves; cleansed of our Godlessness; baptized in our name of grace; we walk in the light of our Risen Lord. As we now penetrate Light no longer consumed by deadly darkness, we are in union with our Divine's will. We walk in the light of a new creation. We are born in Christ's Love.

As Mary Magdalen once did, we move beyond even the fear of the light of a new day. We are in the deepest peace to know that we know. The peace resides in living memory of our passion with our Risen Lord.

Holy Saturday Scripture

Rom. 6:3-11

Matt. 28:1-10