Sunday-Ps 118 shows how the Easter experience changes a reading of Scripture. It moves from protection and healing to an open door to the new life of Easter. Jesus was crucified, dead, buried, and descended to the abode of the dead. He did not stay there but God raised Jesus. We are included in that great promise. Death will not hold us either.
Monday-It is time to stop/ tinkering with borrowed dreams/that you wear like an/ill-fitting dress—stiff-collared, pleated skirt,/your arms limited/by taffeta sleeves.From Abbey for the Arts
Tuesday-Time is the measure of things that come to an end, but where time itself ends, eternity begins . . . . In the end, there is no end. The ends of time are near the roots of eternity, and the ends of the Earth touch on the other world or the world behind the world.--Michael Meade
Wednesday-"What was personified in the body of Jesus was a manifestation of this one universal truth: Matter is, and has always been, the hiding place for Spirit, forever offering itself to be discovered anew." —Richard Rohr
Thursday-We are always already found by God. How could we ever be lost to the omniscient and omnipresent God of unalterable and unconditional love? Miroslav Volf
Friday-William Countryman writes that this border country is one we all carry within us. There is a fault line running down the middle of our lives that connects our ordinary reality with its deeper roots. The border country, he argues, is what gives our lives meaning:This border country is a place of intense vitality. It does not so much draw us away from the everyday world as it plunges us deeper into a reality of which the everyday world is like the surface . . . To live there for a while is like having the veils pulled away.
Saturday-Ideally, a human life should be a constant pilgrimage of discovery. The most exciting discoveries happen at the frontiers. When you come to know something new, you come closer to yourself and to the world. Discovery enlarges and refines your sensibility. When you discover something, you transfigure some of the forsakenness of the world.—John O'Donohue, Eternal Echoes:
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