Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you. Sometimes it happens that Good Friday falls on the twenty-fifth of March, for literalists who count such things, nine months before Jesus' birth: the day Mary supposedly conceived. This day of death and our great No is the very day of Gabriel's promise and Mary's great Yes. The very day.
You come among us, knowing.
Even as we fall away you fall into us.
Even deep in our fear and rage your seed opens.
You bless our failure, make death into life,
our unsteady hearts worthy.
What is love but your grace in our weakness?
In the darkness light shines.
Love and the cost of love, both kinds of tears fall mingled.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
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