Many Christians, myself included, did not grow up with the tradition that referred to the Saturday before Easter as Black Saturday. Today I am appreciative of that Tradition. Avoiding the implications of that day leave us to think more of Easter as a holiday rather than a Holy Day.
I fear that many today think of Black Saturday through the lens of Easter and miss that there are many who believe there is no light at the end of the tunnel. Those whose lives have come under the weight of decisions, theirs and others. Decisions that have led to a sense the suffering experienced never ends.
We Christians tend to think of our dark nights not so dark because there is a night light. Maybe today we would meditate on our need to be more empathic. Maybe we should think of the words of Jesus, “you are the light of the world.” If some ever see the light of life, it may only come when we invest in their darkness the way Jesus did ours.