Today's reflection is by Kari Jo Verhulst
Lutheran Chaplain at MIT and Pastor at University Lutheran Church
Lutheran Chaplain at MIT and Pastor at University Lutheran Church
It’s been a long, hard Lent this year, full of
rough headlines and harsh silences. The untimely deaths of students at
MIT and Harvard; the life-altering violence that shattered Fort Hood,
Franklin Regional High School, and now the Jewish
Community Center in Kansas. The gnawing sense that what is happening in
the
Ukraine, Syria, and
Egypt is only going to get worse. And those are only the
big-fonted stories. Add to these countless fine print or wordless
experiences of struggle, longing, and bondage.
It’s been a long, hard Lent this year, and I am so glad it is Holy Week. This is the week that I get to act out my own sense of longing and sorrow through the words and stories and songs that tell of Jesus’ journey to the cross, and how his bearing of such sorrow weds the Godhead with the Creation that groans for the day when it will be set free from its bondage to decay.
The 14th/15th century mystic
philosopher Julian of Norwich spoke of this as a “oneing.” She imagines
that as Jesus hangs on the cross—the preferred Roman instrument of
torture and humiliation—he is opened up to “every
sorrow and desolation” and sorrows along in kinship. The poet Denise
Levertov writes of this way:
The oneing, [Julian saw,] the oneing
with the Godhead opened Him utterly
to the pain of all minds, all bodies
—sands of the sea, of the desert—
from the beginning to the last.
I pray that you, also, will get to join your
struggles with the way of the cross this week. And that through this,
you will know the freedom of the glory of the children of God.
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