Dear Friends,
“There was
no sound to prepare us,
no noise of
miracle,
no trumpet
announcing the death of death,
or was it
what we call life?
We did not
understand and we ran from the empty tomb and then
He came to
us in silence.
He did not
explain
And at last
I knew
That only in
silence is the WORD.”
Thus
Madeleine L’Engle, poet and author of “ A Wrinkle in Time," sums up that
uniquely holy Easter Sunday morning.
The Word
didn’t need fanfare. The WORD was free, wholly new, wholly true and real. The
silent world of nature welcomed him, even before he and Mary Magdalen met. Peter and John didn’t look for him in the
silence. They left to go back to the world of noise and to puzzle out and try
to explain to each other what had happened. But Jesus, the Risen One waited in the garden,
savoring all of creation, waiting until the breeze touched him, the fragrance
of the garden did him homage, like the incense of the Magi so many years
before.
He comes to
us in silence today, wherever we are. Before he speaks or we speak, we absorb
his Presence in silence. Alleuia! Amen!
Happy Easter!
At the same
time that we celebrate Easter, our thoughts keep going back to the stunning
fire at Notre Dame Cathedral. So much was lost: history, the layers of prayer
whispered or sung over the centuries. 800 years of memories. Already, the word
is out that France will rebuild the cathedral. Money is pouring in. But more
than that. Think about the Easter Vigil.
In churches all over the world, new fires were being lighted to remind us that
God has been present to us throughout all of salvation history and
is uniquely present to us today in the Risen Christ. Couched between these two
events, we have cause to believe that
not only can this iconic church be rebuilt, but more importantly, the
whole of the Church, cleansed by fire, can be rebuilt as well.
-Sister Joan Sobala
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