#RIPJesus

This is the only day the whole of eternity when God the father was bereaved. On this day, the terrible consequences of Good Friday come home to roost, resulting in a separation where there has only ever been community.

Why is it that this day serves only as a pause between the solemnity of Good Friday and the joy of Easter Sunday morning?  Is it, perhaps, that we do not have a language to describe this kind of cosmic grief?  Perhaps we do not want to intrude on the holy space where a father grieves for the loss of his son? Perhaps that is the right thing to do.

However, there are surely some for whom the only God they could look in the face just now is the Easter-Saturday God? Years ago I was studying Jurgen Moltmann’s The Crucified God at college, and making little headway with his hefty theology. It was only when there was a tragic death in the church that his vision of God started to come into sharp focus.

Maybe there is more to be said about the Easter-Saturday God?

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