April 12, 2020
April 12, 2020
Late winter snow blankets the ground
Vernal pools lie still and frozen
But the sun rises …
Existential dread blankets the globe
Self-isolating households hunker down
But the sun rises …
Doubts claw at the edge of consciousness
What if what we have known what we have been what we have loved
Will never be the same
But the sun rises …
An Easter dawns like no other Easter
Subdued, unravelled, disoriented
No gathered voices raised in alleluias, the shadow of death lingering into morning
But the Son rises …
Tim Ensworth
April 12, 2020
The joy of the Lord is your strength
“This day is holy to our Lord … Do not be grieved, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.”
(Nehemiah 8:10)
Where there is fear, where there is deep misgiving, where there is uncertainty, where there is worry, where there is grief, may we find strength and a place of rest in joy, in the joy of the Lord.