This year millions of us are locked in our homes. We are not going out to work, nor going out to play, and going nowhere to socialize.
It is – so long as we are virus free and not one of those who have to try and tackle it or have to stay at their posts to keep the basics running – a bit like a big blank space. A shapeless empty time. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting for "normality", which will begin … when? … soon? … Soon, we hope.
We can use that sense of a "blank time between" to appreciate a part of the Christian year we usually skip -- the Saturday between Good Friday and Easter Sunday.