I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Who Shows Up
isn't it funny
who shows up
at the tomb
early one morning?
Mary
Magdalene
Not the earnest ones
not the strivers
not the men
the disciples
the insiders
but the woman,
mysterious,
unknown,
the one without standing or rank
the marginalized,
the judged
there she is, seeking the one
who unabashedly gave her
acceptance and love
there she is
being greeted by all newness
all life
why is she the one?
How did she come to be here?
perhaps the secret is that she was not
a striver
an insider
but was, instead, simply one
who, with nothing to give,
still sought to give
who offered nothing more
than a service of love
the anointing of a stinking corpse
that act of servitude offered
that giving of the self
in the midst of hope crucified
led her to the tomb
and to the living One
who gently whispered
her
name
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