celebration of its Holy Week. When our observance of Good Friday and Easter Sunday becomes a routine ritual stripped of surprise, when we consider the empty tomb as the inevitable or predictable follow-up to Golgotha, just as the sun predictably rises each morning after a period of darkness or spring flowers predictably follow the snows of winter, the deep mystery of both Good Friday and Easter are lost. In between the darkness of Good Friday and the light of Easter morning is the terrible silence