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  Initial Question: “We’re doing a project to explore times of limbo or ‘holy Saturdays’ in our lives. The concept of Holy Saturday comes from the crucifixion of the Savior, when he had died on Friday, and had not yet been resurrected on Sunday. The worst had already happened, and the best was yet to come. That feeling of being stuck in-between or waiting happens to everyone, and we’re trying to compile stories to see what it is that gets us through these experiences. Can you tell me about a Holy Saturday or ‘limbo’ experience in your life? ” Follow-up Questions: Who is there for us when we’re in limbo? What tethered you? Where and when was this experience beautiful? Is there a “holy ground” or other place or object tied to this experience? Has the waiting period ended? How have you changed because of it? What do you think the purpose of this experience was in your life? Do you have any advice for dealing with limbo experiences? How did your relationships influence this experience?...

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  Our Question(s): How can we deal with being in limbo? How can we honor the holy Saturdays in our lives? Where/when is limbo beautiful? What tethers us in our limbo?  250-word Statement: As we told our stories, we felt like a lot of them tied back to the idea of being stuck in-between–being in “limbo.” We also addressed a lot of big transitions, locations, or relationships in which we find ourselves in limbo: war, moving, growing up, feeling helpless, seeking balance. In exploring this idea of “limbo,” we want to focus on the concept of ‘Holy Saturdays” in our lives. The crucifixion happened on Good Friday, the Resurrection came on Easter Sunday. No one knows what’s going to happen on Saturday. The worst has happened and the rest is yet to come--true despair/impossible hope. So how can we honor the holy Saturdays in our lives? What tethers us in limbo, and how can we make the most of the liminal space that is this life?

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