Holy Week

Holy Week.

Quiet week.


The holiest of days.

The days that mark the path You walked towards the greatest moment of mercy.

All is sharper this week. The sky is bluer, the rain sweeter, the air purer.

This week of remembering The Great Ransom.

Ransomed for our memories. Memories of pain, sadness, emptiness, shame and sin. We await the gift which wipes these shadows from our minds and hearts.

We anticipate the day when we will be gifted with forgetfulness.


Worth reading this week…

Micha Boyett at ‘Mama: Monk‘ has a week of reflections which are worth spending some time with.

Sarah Bessey has written a beautiful post, ‘In which we leave a little room‘. (You will also find in Sarah’s post the line, ‘And I think we need more theologians with a poet’s heart: a little imagination when we speak of God never hurts‘. Oh how this made my heart sing!)


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