Traveling by train to Montana to spend Passover with chosen family, navigating a litany of detours, delays, dashed expectations, unexpected challenges, and pivoting to embrace the grace of Dayeinu.
Thank you, Cathleen. And isn't Holy Saturday where most of us live in the day to day. May Christ Easter in us, always.
Always a grace-filled journey to follow your journey, Cathleen. Much love.
Oh my, what a blessing to read this. I've been reflecting on Holy Saturday, and today, I heard it described as Silent Saturday, sitting between Friday and Sunday. Silent, as in resting, and waiting.
O.my.God. I'm still working out the last details of my (possibly last) Easter sermon...Stop the train. thank you