Tears

Lily Cathcart September 17, 2022 0 0

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Luke 24: 1-12 (NRSVA)

1 But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they came to the tomb, taking the spices that they had prepared. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they went in, they did not find the body. 4 While they were perplexed about this, suddenly two men in dazzling clothes stood beside them. 5 The women were terrified and bowed their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, ‘Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen. 6 Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, 7 that the Son of Man must be handed over to sinners, and be crucified, and on the third day rise again.’ 8 Then they remembered his words, 9 and returning from the tomb, they told all this to the eleven and to all the rest. 10 Now it was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the other women with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them. 12 But Peter got up and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; then he went home, amazed at what had happened.

This week we are reading passages in Luke through the eyes of Joanna one of Jesus’s supporters and followers.

JOANNA:

“This day was like no other in my life. I was distraught when I woke, we all were. Clinging together for comfort, tripping over things because our tear filled eyes couldn’t see clearly. At first we couldn’t make out the figures. You’ll know yourself its hard to see properly when you’ve been crying. We stumbled forward confused and sheltering our eyes thinking it was sunlight. Of course it wasn’t. It was them, with a message, reminding us of Jesus’s own words heard so long ago and forgotten until that moment. Then it all made sense and our hearts were light again. We were so ready to be free from the heavy burden of our grief. Of course it didn’t completely disappear, these things take time and we all found it different but as we clung together once more with tears running down our faces it was from joy that they sprung not despair.”

PRAYER:

Dear God of surprises

Thank you that you are unexpected

Thank you that you remember what we forget

Thank you that you create ways to be with us always

Amen