The energy of Easter
Posted by Simon Parke, 16 April 2017, 6.03am
This resurrection is the mind silenced at last.
This rolled-away stone, rolling still down the years, is energy for disbelief in my tired narratives of what is and is not possible.
This Easter morning, the dark skies of my assumptions are cracked by light.
It is the terror - yes, with Mary Magdalene, I’m afraid - of an energy that will not be left in the tomb of lost and faraway hopes.
But will rise in vulnerable unknowing in the garden dew to greet this day, greet every day, (including Mondays) with the words,
‘I am risen, death cannot hold me.’
The mind silenced but the heart alive.