It’s in the mystery of Holy Saturday—between the despair of Good Friday and the hope of Easter Sunday—that we experience an accurate picture of reality: one that is broken but also beautiful; one that is sometimes marked by loneliness and loss but is also woven with love; one where there is darkness yet also divine discovery. As Father James Martin writes in America magazine, “Most of our lives are spent in Holy Saturday. In other words, most of our days are not filled with the unbearable pain of a Good Friday. Nor are they suffused with the unbelievable joy of an Easter. Some days are indeed times of great pain and some are of great joy, but most are…in between.”Even when life feels uncertain, even when we do not have the well-packaged conclusions we lust and obsess over, there is still so much of grace to taste and to see! Holy Saturday reminds us that amidst the chaos and transition of life, there is no such thing as “just another day.” Resurrection might be a day away. Something miraculous might be right around the corner. Even in the imperfections of life and in the waiting room of faith, Holy Saturday can take us deeper, if we let it, helping us to open our eyes and see that hope—even when victory is uncertain—is already here.