To Be Called
“Like a mother’s early morning call to awaken, Mary Magdalene recognized him by the calling of her name.* Hearing our own names, we sit bolt upright in the tomb, folding the shroud that had covered our faces. To see and be seen is to be raised up. To be able to watch the opening and […]
Lament
Last week I visited a friend’s family. Their 3-year-old grandson repeatedly fell apart while testing boundaries and losing. This is normal behavior for his age. Still, I was struck by the intensity of his grief. It was real and loud. I was also struck by the tender love of his parents. Each time, one of […]
