Sunday, March 27, 2016

See, Understand and Believe

The Resurrection of the Lord -- The Mass of Easter Day

By Beth DeCristofaro

When Simon Peter arrived after him, he went into the tomb and saw the burial cloths there, and the cloth that had covered his head, not with the burial cloths but rolled up in a separate place.  Then the other disciple also went in, the one who had arrived at the tomb first, and he saw and believed.  For they did not yet understand the Scripture that he had to rise from the dead. (John 20:8-9)


This is my prayer—
That, though I may not see,
I be aware
Of the Silent God
Who stands by me.
That, though I may not feel,
I be aware
Of the Mighty Love
Which doggedly follows me.
That, though I may not respond,
I be aware
That God—my Silent, Mighty God,
Waits each day.
Quietly, hopefully, persistently.
Waits each day and through each night
For me.
For me—alone. [i]
        (Silent God, Edwina Gateley)

Always I want to rush to the Resurrection.  Lent has become a favorite season for me to slow down and reconnect spiritually, but in my heart of hearts I know that He is Risen…and it’s sometimes hard to wait.  So this beautiful Gospel passage is not my favorite.  I prefer the breathtaking stories of Mary and the women greeted by angels or even recognizing the Risen Lord.  Their sorrow is upended by their joy. 

However, John’s words speak to me of my reality which is that my understanding has been a slow journey much like the women and the disciples who followed Jesus.  I’ve had to be open in my walk, running at times, to recognize God’s presence in those around me.   I’ve needed to look and see for myself that Jesus’ love exists even if I don’t see “him”.  I’ve had to accept that sorrow and loss are a part of life but that wonder and hope exist in spite and sometimes within.  I’ve learned to accept that answers do not always exist for challenging questions.  I have begun to understand through the grace of faith and the faith of my fellow seekers who also run to the tomb.  I have come to appreciate that it is through His love, His life, death and resurrection that I exist.  And I have realized most importantly that because He wills it I am always in the Lord’s presence even when I feel that the tomb is empty.

Look for an opportunity, perhaps in a new situation which challenges you, to spread the Alleluia of this day to someone in need.

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