in anticipation: rise up (lazarus)*

 

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Holy Week

 Sonnet 2.  Jesus Weeps

Jesus comes near and he beholds the city

And looks on us with tears in his eyes,

And wells of mercy, streams of love and pity

Flow from the fountain whence all things arise.

He loved us into life and longs to gather

And meet with his beloved face to face.

How often has he called, a careful mother,

And wept for our refusals of his grace,

Wept for a world that, weary with its weeping,

Benumbed and stumbling, turns the other way;

Fatigued compassion is already sleeping

Whilst her worst nightmares stalk the light of day.

But we might waken yet, and face those fears,

If we could see ourselves through Jesus' tears.

                    

                                                                ---Malcolm Guite

                                                              Sounding the Seasons: 

                                                                       Seventy Sonnets for the Christian Year

This Lent has been a challenging one for our family and for everyone I speak to.  Illness, tragedy, and loss are the overarching themes, reminding me of the very hard Lent we had in 2014.  It's still cold here, and on many days recently the same cloudy grey pall has covered the sky from dawn until dusk.  If it weren't for the blossoms on our weeping cherry, wagging in the brisk wind, I'd wonder if we were still slogging through February.  But as Fr. G reminded us in his sermon last Sunday, the Resurrection is impossible without the Crucifixion.  

May your Holy Week be blessed! Kali Anastasi!

*My littlest loves this song, which she first heard at camp last summer, and sings it often.