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Saturday – silence and waiting

April 3, 2010

Black silence of death

 

There is one particular day in Western history about which neither historical record, nor myth, nor Scripture make report.

It is Saturday.

And it has become the longest of days.

We know of that Good Friday which Christianity holds to have been that of the Cross. But the non-Christian, the atheist, knows of it as well. This is to say that he knows of the injustice, of the interminable suffering, of the waste, of the brute enigma of ending, which so largely make up not only the historical dimension of the human condition, but the everyday fabric of our personal lives. We know…of the pain, of the failure of love, of the solitude which are our history and private fate.

We know also about Sunday.

To the Christian, that day signifies an intimation, both assured and precarious, both evident and beyond comprehension, of resurrection, of a justice and a love that have conquered death.

If we are non-Christians or non-believers, we know of that Sunday in precisely analagous terms. We concieve of it as the day of liberation from inhumanity and servitude. We look to resolutions, be they therapeutic or political, be they social or messianic….Sunday carries the name of hope…

But ours is the long day’s journey of the Saturday.

Between suffering, aloneness, unutterable waste on the one hand…

…and the dream of liberation, of rebirth on the other.

In the face of the torture of a child, of the death of love which is Friday, even the greatest art and poetry are almost helpless.

In the Utopia of the Sunday, the aesthetic (the beautiful) will, presumably, no longer have logic or necessity.

The apprehensions and figurations…in the poem and the music, which tell of pain and of hope, of the flesh which is said to taste of ash and of the spirit which is said to have the savour of fire, are always Sabbatarian. They have risen out of an immensity of waiting which is that of man. Without them, how could we be patient?

George Steiner, Real Presences

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