Maundy Thursday

This year, I read about Jesus washing the disciples’ feet, and I can see for the first time the tenderness of him touching them at all. What I see, most of all, is what is around the edges of this scene. This story does not tell us about service in the abstract. It tells us about the choice to love in a particular time and place—a place which is, in a way different and yet also like ours, frightening.

Jesus wept, and Lazarus emerged.

Jesus approached the village of Bethany and the grief of family and friends moved him to tears. Lazarus emerged from the grave and was transformed. At a time of physical distancing, the world is more connected through shared common experience than at any other time in human history. Will we be transformed when the timeContinue reading “Jesus wept, and Lazarus emerged.”