Simply Holy Week 3…

Help me to be less fearful of the measure of time, and more fully alive in the time that simply is. Help me to live time, not just to simply use it; to breathe it in, and return it in acts of love and presence

Quote: Avis Crowe

Simply Holy Week 1…

Monday of holy week. The energy and excitement of the triumphant entry into Jerusalem could have settled into the routine of a new week.

But no week such as this could have ever seemed routine. There was still so much to share. Surrounded by his closest friends and followers, Jesus explains as much as he can. The urgency in his voice may have felt confusing to those around him. But he knew time was running short. He knew they would learn best through action. Yet the words he spoke would remain with them as support and comfort while they went out to spread the good news.

Let us lean in softly and listen. This world aches for good news. May be the one who share what we have learned. May we share through word and action.


Quote: Mark Nepo

a kind of vulnerability

Palm Sunday

We often think that vulnerability is a kind of weakness,
but there’s a kind of vulnerability that is actually strength and presence.

Holy Week has begun in very different way this year. There were no palms to hold on Palm Sunday, no parades as we sang hosanna.

This year we face a challenge new and risk-filled. A virus! Unlike one we have ever faced before. Our need for protection, our need to be separated from one another put many of us in front of screens in our homes- be they computers or televisions – it was the way we gathered for this first day of Holy Week. The prayers, the readings and music were all familiar. Our spirits stretched to reach a common, sacred place. 

It is easy to feel vulnerable. Outside of our doors there is a real sense of threat and much is unknown.

On Palm Sunday we are reminded that vulnerability is not always about weakness. The actions taken by Jesus speak to strength and courage. He entered Jerusalem, knowing it would ultimately cost him his life. He went into that city looking triumphant but he knew he was vulnerable and so he entered strong and present.

Holy week has begun in a very different way this year. Like all the people who waved palms of welcome and hope as Jesus entered Jerusalem, we cannot see the future. We can only breathe in this moment, with prayer and gentle patience  


Quote: Ram Dass

the silence of Holy Saturday

 

 

There are times when everything seems so quiet. The kind of quiet that you notice. No music, no buzz of the computer, no sound of airplanes overhead – the kind of quiet that can feel unsettling. We are so accustomed to noise that we live much of our lives oblivious to how it surrounds us. Only when some of this noise is removed do we notice a difference.

And then there is the quiet Holy Saturday. The quiet that has nothing to do with noise around us. This day is about silence. The absence of a certain noise; the beating of a heart, the sound of the breath – an absence that suspends time. On this day everything is longed for. There is no surprise to the silence but instead a keen recognition of all that is missing.

Like the gray noise of the TV station off the air, we know we are in between. Between what has been and what is to come.

For many this Saturday is a time for preparation. Like being called on to stay alert and ready, we bustle about knowing that the sun will rise on Sunday to a new understanding. A grand announcement – that death was not the end, that life once again fills the air. Yet no matter how busy one seems preparing for the next sunrise… the fact remains, this day – this Saturday’s silence creates a void that cannot be filled.

Holy Saturday is a hard day. Holy Saturday is an important day. In the absence of a beating heart, our own hearts move in time. Not our time but God’s time. This day cannot be rushed.

It can only be lived.

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A path of Darkness in Search of Light — Friday’s Door


sometimes the path goes dark and silent.
do we turn and run… or push ahead seeking light on the other side?

 

 

Door of the day… (Pinterest)

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