This is strangest day of the liturgical year. It is a day of silence between Good Friday and the Easter Vigil, a silence that symbolizes Jesus Christ in the tomb, a day on which there are still no masses, no weddings, no funerals, no ordinations, only emergency baptisms and anointings. Appropriately, there are confessions. The churches are still stripped bare with the exception of those, like the women visting the tomb and anointing his body, who are getting ready the flowers and decorations for Easter. It is a time for silence, a time of prayer, a time to pre-prayer, and apparently to make-up new words while blogging.