Greetings

In some ways I think the church spends most of its time between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. Jesus is not with us the way he was with the disciples, teaching and healing and sharing food. Nor is he with us in his resurrected form, greeting us saying “Peace” showing us the wounds of Empire in his hands and in his heart. And so we are left, on our own but together, bumbling about trying to live out that commandment to “love one another” and trying make sense of a confusing world.

In other ways I think that we try with all our might to avoid these days and hours. It is hard to be in a place of grief and loss, so we put on a brave face, assure one another that everything is “fine,” and say (and try to feel) the things that we think we are supposed to, instead of what is truly in our hearts.
This season I encourage you to enter into this sacred time, to feel what you feel, not to try to rush, or force, or believe your way to Easter, but it let it, to let Christ come, in his own way in his own time.

You are in my prayers,
Rev. Laurel