Today is the hiatus between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. Holy Saturday…..an odd kind of day. It is as if the Christian world holds its breath waiting for the dawning of the new day. Some churches start their celbrations of Easter Day on the Saturday evening. That has never made much sense. I prefer the idea of a dawn service on a hill. There must be something of the pagan left in my soul somewhere! My favourite early Easter service was at St Andrews. Judging by the number of people who turned out for it, loads of others thought the same way.
Unless they were all there for the bacon butties after the service!