Radical Love

“Don’t forget: hold somebody’s hand through the dark.”― Joy Harjo, Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings: Poems

“Eat, drink, remember:
“Is it I?”
And on that darkest of days, each of us must stand
beneath the tree
and watch the dying
if we are to be there
when the stone is rolled away.
The only road to Easter morning
is through the unrelenting shadows of that Friday.
Only then will the alleluias be sung;
only then will the dancing begin.” – Ann Weems

Just another day.
For some.
For others.
Radical stunning love.
Still pouring out.
Whether we receive or not.
Relentless.

“Still
For Good Friday

This day
let all stand still
in silence,
in sorrow.

Sun and moon
be still.

Earth
be still.

Still
the waters.

Still
the wind.

Let the ground
gape in stunned
lamentation.

Let it weep
as it receives
what it thinks
it will not
give up.

Let it groan
as it gathers
the One
who was thought
forever stilled.

Time
be still.

Watch
and wait.

Still.”

—Jan Richardson, Circle of Grace: A Book of Blessings for the Seasons