Ragamuffin thoughts and faith in the raw.
A United Methodist Certified Lay Servant (aka Speaker, aka Preacher) blogging the Revised Common Lectionary as a spiritual discipline, with other random thoughts thrown in.
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On Sunday's dawning, two Marys arrived at the tomb.
They were felled by a sudden powerful earthquake as a heavenly angel removed the heavy stone door for them. The angel, who sat upon the stone and waited for them to regain their feet, was like lightning, creating an image in the back of their eyes, and wore a whiteness unknowable to humans. The strong brave guards from the Temple and from the Empire froze in trembling fear. The only thing moving were the women.
"Don't be afraid. I know that you came to see the abused corpse of your executed friend and teacher. But he is no longer here. He has been raised up. Come and see."
They went inside, and touched the empty spot where the body should have been.
"Go now! Tell the other disciples that he is no longer dead. Tell them that like the fiery column in the wilderness, he goes before you into Galilee. You can see him there; he is waiting for you. I have nothing left to say."
On the swift-winged feet of fear and joy, they ran to the other women waiting for them, and then they all went to where the men were hiding. But on their way they met him. Jesus!
"Peace be with you."
They fell at his feet, clutched onto them, and covered them with their tears of joy and pent up pain.
"Don't be afraid!"
They knew that this was no ghost. He was Emanuel, and they worshipped him.
"Go now. Tell my family to come to me once more in Galilee."
"Time is coming when I'll be God of all, and all will remember that they're My children.
Survivors of violence, you'll find peace in My wildernesses - I'll always be before you. My love is beyond the bounds of time - it's impossible for Me to not love you. I'll always be jealous in my love for you. I'll make you anew. I'll rebuild you. You'll regain your innocence. You'll play our music again. We'll dance together, with joy in Our feet. We'll replant vineyards, and enjoy Our wine.
Watch for the watchers. Listen for their news. Listen for the invitation to come home."