We have pretty clear images for Thursday, Friday, and Sunday. On Maundy Thursday, you have the last supper or, more prominent to me, images of the garden drama. On Good Friday, we are at the cross. On Sunday, the empty tomb. What about Holy Saturday? The first images that come to mind are iconography. I like these images.
Holy Saturday reminds me how limited my perspective is. My experiences and my ability to understand cannot grasp the height and depth and breath of the good news we celebrate this week. My imagination is too weak.
“The Harrowing of Hell” is a dynamite term. Today is a sort of upside down Halloween; tomorrow, we believe the fabric of reality began to be turned inside out.