Before the Ending of the day 14

 

The beautiful parish church of Great Bowden and a soft early spring evening where I attended Soul Space. It is a gentle end of the day gathering which invites me to sit and respond in quietness and modest faith. There are no demands that tell me how to feel or think; just a space offered for the possibility of prayer and worship.
As I arrive I am given a piece of paper and its first words are
CHRIST IS RISEN
WE ARE RISEN.
Really?
The New Testament writers say it in different ways. But their conclusion is the same. There is connection. His resurrection is our resurrection. Not in some distant future but in the here and now, in the place we call home.

What might a resurrection life be like in the present realm?
Resurrection changes old longings
So like a woman clinging to a man we are told to let go and let God.
Resurrection re-frames experience.
So like two disillusioned travellers we are invited to look at matters from a different perspective.
Resurrection waits for no one.
So like fishermen returning to their old haunts with nets full we are asked to see the familiar in a fresh light.
Resurrection knows no barriers.
So as closed doors are disregarded and anxiety trumped we are invited to breathe in a different spirit.
CHRIST IS RISEN
WE ARE RISEN
WE ARE RISEN INDEED
And there is no saying where it will all end.
At the end of the day it is not our call.

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