“Have you come to believe because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and have believed.” (Ga 20, 29) St Peter proudly proclaims , “Blessed be God... who in his great mercy has given us a new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.”  Mercy is the first movement of God towards us. It rises before our effort, before our prayer, before our knowing because the gentle goodness of God never gives up on the human heart. The

For they did not yet understand the Scripture that he had to rise from the dead. (Ga 20,9) In the stillness before sunrise, when night and morning quietly come together, Mary of Magdala walks to the tomb. The world is hushed, as if waiting for a secret too beautiful to speak aloud. Mary carries her sorrow tenderly, like a fragile vessel. She believes she goes to honour the dead, yet in her heart something more ancient than grief is stirring: an instinct older than words, call

Holy Saturday is a day inviting us to wait. We are asked to pause on the threshold between sorrow and joy, appealing to the silence to teach us. Waiting, if we allow it, can be a sacred time: a place where God can whisper reassuringly to the heart. For now, step into that quiet space and allow yourself to feel both the ache and the promise held in this most precious of pauses. Remember especially those who are eagerly awaiting Baptism, Reception into the Church, and the outpo