The ambiguity of my poem, let me be clear, is intentional. My faith in Christ is strong. But I do not buy into much of the facile expressions and explorations of our Catholic faith that litter the Internet. Like the Apostle Thomas, I have my doubts. But, like the Apostle, I also press on with the help of the same Christ who remains entombed in the tomb today, but will rise on the 3rd day, as He so triumphantly predicted. May your Easter be all the richer because you chose to immerse yourself into the silence and wonder of Holy Saturday, a day that often gets short shrift in our rush toward the Open Tomb.