Today is Holy Saturday.
Holy Saturday always made me feel a little odd. The tomb is sealed; the stone is in place; Jesus is gone. It's like the whole world is filled with- nothing. There's no reason to do anything, feel anything, hope anything. Everything is dead.
The emptiness of the tabernacle fills the universe.
Without Christ we're all just drifting, in no particular direction, for no particular reason.
I never know what to do with myself on Holy Saturday.