The days that follow Easter and the Resurrection share a common characteristic, they are days of wonder and a degree of apprehension. We are told that the disciples gathered in the upper room because they were fearful and yet in the Emmaus story, they were curious. “Didn’t our hearts our hearts warm within us?”

I want to reflect on those days that we are now experiencing through lines that I have written over the years about this period of time, words written as poems that also serve as meditative prayers or reflections.

 

Back in 1993 I wrote the text for the Steyning Stations, Walk with Me, published by McCrimmons. The 15th Station marked the Resurrection. The image illustrates this article.

 

“Morning

and the first light in the garden

brings shadows of women

moving.

 

Turning

they did not recognize,

in this Springtime Pasch,

the Nazarene

Passing over

into Galilee.

 

Contained

in the finger space

of the morning dawn

the Resurrected Christ

                   greets us.

 

Rabboni,

we did not trust you

we did not understand

we thought it was over.

 

‘No, my people,

it has just begun’”

                            

The appearance of the Lord to the two women was the start of something, the beginning of a journey that each of us as Christians has to undertake, a passing over into Galilee.

 

These few words reflect on that journey.

 

“The people of the Lord

celebrate with joy

this day of Resurrection

this day of passing over

for now he calls us

into Galilee.

 

We stand before you

listening to the Spirit calling

 

In simplicity.”



A person on pilgrimage does not have an easy time. They often stumble, get tired and impatient, think about giving up. It is then that they need help and support from companions on the way with them.

 

“Pilgrim

share the load

of the person

who stumbles at your side.

 

Walk 

a path that is hidden

without fear.

 

Lighten

the instant where

you are standing now,

recognize 

the very God 

that is in

that stumbling form.”

 

We are accepted as we are, a work in progress, imperfect, unfinished. We require sustenance for the journey, so the Eucharist is ours to share.

 

“I come to Christ

as I am.

 

Not as I

would like to be

not as others

would have me be 

but as the Good God

made me

as I am.

 

Clothed in the years

of my speaking

formed by the thoughts

of my making

face turned

to the God

of my being

as I am.”

 

A story line is beginning to unfold. No one is without fault, each has a path to follow, we all struggle to make amends for our mistakes, but we are who we are, ill-shaped trying to become someone.

 

Breakfast by the lakeside was a shared meal of forgiveness, a meal after a night of fishing on the Lake, a time when Peter was forgiven for his denial of the Christ. The meal at Emmaus stirred something of wonderment in the two men who shared food with a stranger from the road, the stranger they recognized when he broke and shared bread with them. Thomas believed when Jesus invited him into his company and showed himself to the apostle who wanted proof. All times of greeting and wonderment. 

 

This Easter is celebrated in a time of conflict and confusion, a time of war in Europe that makes us ask the question “Where are you Lord?”



“We look around

and see a world in need.

 

May we be quiet a moment

and listen to you.

 

May we be still a while

and hear you.



May we be patient

and wait for you.

 

May we watch at dawn

and seek you.

 

May we care for others

and touch you”.

 

Share the blessings of this Easter with each other as you continue on your journey.                                       

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