Jesus Appears to His Disciples
While they were talking about this, Jesus himself stood among them and said to them, “Peace be with you.”
The disciples huddled together
Behind closed doors
Walking a day’s journey
Fishing on the lake
Or in locations not disclosed
Nursing their hurt
Burying their hope
While the whispers
And the rumours
And the women’s idle tales
gathered pace
Their grief demanded
that they pay attention
It demanded
that they sit awhile
with loss.
Before they began to piece things together.
Before words recalled began to make sense
Before hindsight began to shed light
Grief demanded its space.
And, whatever our loss
Whether we are able to make sense of it
Whether we can find purpose through it
Whatever we hope for the future
Grief demands
that we pay attention
give it some space
Even when we hear in its midst
Peace be still...
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