09 April 2009

A Little OP for Holy Thursday

Woman, behold thy son! Behold thy mother!

HE had only another hour, but Mary and John had a few more years….Standing at the gate where the shadows end, He turns for a moment to call back to two who were still a little way down the road…. Life has a way of going on even beyond its crosses and its Calvarys…. The last echo of the lonely walking of God in the ways of men….He knew the loneliness of crowds, the calling in the night for the companionship of heaven, the dark and listening hours of garden and hill….It will be good to know in heaven that His mother will not be alone on earth….

The strange loneliness of a world which moves in the shadow of unreason and of death….Words to hide and walls to separate. …Crowds and hate….It shall not end with this….A head crowned with thorns and universal kinghood bows down again to the crowd that has no home but His….“Behold!”….Since the cross, there is a fellowship so close that anyone of us can with a word ask Him—and whole flights of angels—to join us on the way…. There is a legend that in the years after Calvary, Mary would often kneel alone on the summit of the hill in which were still three holes and the marks of an earthquake and below which were still an empty grave and a broken door….That door is still open….

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