It’s Saturday.
We have journeyed
far in this season of Lent. We have,
most likely, carried our own fears and hopes as we’ve traveled through the
wilderness spaces of these past weeks.
Lent generates its own field of intensity, one that seems only to quicken
as we move through Holy Week, with its wild mix of celebration and grief…
It’s Saturday.
If we have grown
weary in this season. If we have become
overwhelmed. If we are living with fear
or anxiety or worry about what lies ahead.
If the swirl of Holy Week has become intense. If time is moving strangely. If grief has been a traveling companion. If the ground beneath us has given way. If resurrection seems less than certain.
It’s Saturday.
This is the day
that calls us to breathe. This is the
day that invites us to make a space within the weariness, the fear, the
ache. This is the day that beckons us to
turn toward one another, and to remember we do not breathe alone.
It’s Saturday.
To read Ms.
Richardson’s complete reflection (which is more powerful than this short but beautiful
excerpt can capture), click here.
Quotation source: http://paintedprayerbook.com/2018/03/28/holy-saturday-breathe/
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