With little idea as to what tomorrow might bring, tonight I am grateful for songs about peace. The words speak to relationships- one to one, within community or around the world.
As I go to sleep I pray that there may be “shelter from this crazy world were in”. I pray for all in fear and who have no place to rest their heads in safety.
With gratitude to OAR and the youthful hope found in this young choir, PS22-
When all your desires are distilled you will cast just two votes:
To love more and be happy.
Quote: Hafiz
Image: Jill Wellington
from Gratefulness.org
We are cups,
constantly and quietly being filled.
The trick is,
knowing how to tip ourselves over
and let the beautiful stuff out.
Quote: Ray Bradbury
‘while it is still dark’ Jan Richardson
The hours slowly past. The silence was deafening. After her Lord’s death, Mary and all those around her felt that creation had paused in inexplicable grief.
They were barely able to carry Jesus from the cross to a tomb before the Day of Preparation began. Mary was unable to perform the ritual bathing and anointing for burial and so she waited. In the silence.
At the start of the new day, before the sun began to rise, Mary ran to the tomb. It was still dark but her heart was heavy and her love great.
No one could have prepared her for the moments to come. Moments where the blur of vision before dawn caused fear, confusion and awe. Where had he gone? What was she to do?
She was brave and filled with conviction. Whatever had happened she would work to get answers. She would proclaim the truth before her. In his absence and his return, Mary remained open to God’s love however far away.
In the moments of dark-before-dawn Mary’s faith would be sealed.
While it is still dark
