Tuesday, August 14, 2012

risen wounds

On the evening of that first day of the week, when the disciples were together, with the doors locked for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you!”  After he said this, he showed them his hands and side. The disciples were overjoyed when they saw the Lord.  Again Jesus said, “Peace be with you! As the Father has sent me, I am sending you.” And with that he breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit. (John 20:19-22) 


With their doors locked
in fear,
Jesus comes. 
He enters into
their chaos and insecurity, 
and stands among them. 
He offers His peace,
then shows them His wounds. 
Wounds that only days ago
had been a means of death,
but now risen,
have become a source of life. 
 
And as they look
upon the risen wounds,
they are filled with joy. 
The joy of His presence
among them once again. 
The joy of the risen-ness
of His hands and side. 
The joy of the possiblitiy
that their wounds might someday
too be risen.
 
The hope of wholeness. 
The hope that real healing
is possible in Him. 
After all,
why on earth
would the Risen Savior
still bear His wounds,
unless it was meant to tell us something
of His power and His care,
of the mysterious possiblity
that He might transform our wounds
into sources of life for others.
 
And so He sends them out,
on the winds of His breath,
with a mission
to do the same;
to offer their wounds,
now risen,
as a source of life
and healing
and hope
to all in their path.   

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