There are times in life when joy
feels good and bouncy, when all seems right with the world, and everything just
purrs along. Then there are times when things don’t just purr along, and things
seem off at least a notch or two. When the time is purring, praise songs come
so naturally. It’s easy to given thanks. It’s not so easy at other times.
We’ve just celebrated the
Resurrection in a really glorious way together. And deep in my spirit the joy
resounds, but at times it’s hard to know it nearer the surface. Today, I was
suddenly caught by memory and felt very raw. At moments like that, I don’t feel
joyful. What I can give thanks for in moments like this is that the joy of
Resurrection is real and doesn’t depend on how I feel at any particular
moment.
In the midst of it all, I heard
from two friends connecting out of the blue from other times and places in my
life. It’s important to remember that I am not alone in this journey. Friends
and companions along the way help remind me of that. In some way, they are the
voice of Jesus calling my name.
John 20:16, 18
Jesus said to her, “Mary!” She turned and said to
him in Hebrew, “Rabbouni!”… Mary Magdalene went and announced to the disciples,
“I have seen the Lord.”
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