Over the past few months, I spent a lot of time with many women in the bible. It is fascinating to see how a woman’s life changes when she has a deep experience of the presence of Jesus. Editing some of the lessons, two things stood out as I pondered the lives of the members of this elite group.
Often what we think of as a sealed tomb, is actually in invitation to new life.
Over the past several weeks of Lent, we have been more attuned to the connection of our faith and the whole body of Christ as we observed fasting, prayer, and increased generosity to the poor. The conclusion of Lent, Holy Week is traditionally spent immersing ourselves in the mystery of the painful crucifixion and death of the man we profess to believe is the Son of God. I emphasize the word mystery, because it still remains difficult to understand.
I held it together pretty well until the recessional song.
Sitting in Mass, I did my darnedest to pray for the mothers who were grieving for their girls. One laid to rest after she suffered a horrible death at the hands of a man she thought was an Uber driver and another clinging to life in a burn unit. And Caroline, the child of one of our sisters in the Faith Moves Mountains Community, a 20-year-old whose life was cut short after an accident over the weekend.