Holy Saturday & the transforming mercy of liminal spaces

Between the darkness of Good Friday and the light of Easter Sunday, Holy Saturday hangs suspended. It’s a liminal space—neither here nor there. If we take the time to enter in we’ll feel it too: things are not as they were, nor are they as they will be. There’s a tension between what we’ve known and what’s ahead.

We are in-between.

Maybe you are in your own sort of in-between, liminal space.

Perhaps something has thrust you into crisis—a relational breakdown, the loss of a loved one, work dried up, finances in disarray, a faith tradition that isn’t meeting your deepest need, an identity you’ve outgrown. While the crisis itself is easily identifiable (diagnosis, miscarriage, divorce), what’s harder to put language around is the space crisis ushers us into: change, transition, liminality—the space between old and new.

In liminal spaces we begin to realize we aren’t who we were, but we’re not yet who we’re going to be. You might feel disoriented, confused, untethered, anxious, or apathetic. You might be afraid or expectant. Most of us want to claw our way out of liminality as soon as humanly possible—back to a place where we know the rules. (The pandemic has given us a collective longing to find and establish a “new normal” with structure and norms we can wrap our minds around.) We work hard toward resolution; we’re uncomfortable with ambiguity.

Adventure seems sexy, but the truth is most of us quite like to know where it’s leading. We like maps and plans, benchmarks and targets. But God uses our liminality—our in-betweenness—to deeply form us if we’re willing.

Joseph in prison. Israel in the desert. Jonah in the fish. David in the pasture. Mary with child. Jesus in the wilderness. These were not bridges, simply moving them from one place to another; these were transformative places and spaces and times—transformational encounters with God.

Liminality is a chrysalis, a womb where we can grow into the life ahead. And sometimes, like Holy Saturday, liminality takes the shape of a tomb—dark, despairing, disorienting, depressing—but still: a place where new life is formed and birthed.

Take heart friends. Transformation happens in liminal spaces. Will you stay in the tension as long as it takes?

About Author

Adriel Booker is an author, speaker, and advocate based in Sydney, Australia who believes storytelling, beauty, and the grace of God will change the world. Adriel has become a trusted voice in areas of motherhood and parenting, Christian spirituality, and global women's issues. She's also known for her work with the Love A Mama Collective—serving under-resourced women in developing nations through safe birth initiatives—as well as her years spent as a Bible teacher and leadership coach. Her latest book is Grace Like Scarlett: Grieving with Hope after Miscarriage and Loss and she's made the companion grief journal available for free. Find Adriel across all social media platforms at @adrielbooker or sign up for LoveNotes, Adriel's 'secret posts' that aren't published anywhere else online. ✌️

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