Sunday, April 4, 2021

Easter

We who have suffered great loss have an opportunity to once again seize life; to consider the possibility that “it ain’t over till it’s over!”

Historically, we are surrounded by stories both sacred and profane. It is those sacred stories to which I gravitate. 

Today is Easter Sunday... we know it’s a story about Jesus and his resurrection from the dead. But could it be more? 

Could these ancient stories about Jesus and his friend, Lazarus, help you and I who deeply grieve the death of a loved one, the isolation of this pandemic, and/or our politics?

when you died

i wanted to die with

you

i lingered like

lazarus

bound and yes

these last months

i “stinketh”

still bound i 

heard

the sound of 

voices

new and old

the scratchy 

scrapping noise of

the rock

of my tomb being

rolled away

and then your

voice

a sweetness

yearned

loving

commanding

“unbind him and

set him

free”

yes Lord you

lifted me 

pulled me up 

and out

healed a shattered

heart

pieced it together

as it learned to

touch another 

to love

now i get it 

that story about you

you

meant for us.




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