Week 26 - Holy Saturday

Theme:

It is Holy Saturday. It is still and quiet. Very still.

The silence is deafening.

What on earth are we to do now?

What I may wish to ask:

That what Jesus has lived, may remain in me.

That I abide in his love.

I place myself before God who is present in the stillness and is looking at me with love.

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Music: Now My Life is Only Weeping uit “Stabat Mater” Karl Jenkins

(Composed based on a text by Jalal al-Din Mohammed Rumi)

Engels:

Now my life is only weeping,

like a candle melting,

like a flute my cries are song.

Aramaic

Barchay balchoordd hasha haina,

sharach barmooth shaooth shra,

barmooth baroof rauvai kal.

Spotify Link:

https://open.spotify.com/track/6AI0W7QPPe4M4NJnSkoCGO?si=cded3f55c4484c81

YouTube Link:

https://youtu.be/_B-06vOvbWs?si=ZNDVuaDZneMAFaEL

Matthew 27, 61

Mary Magdalene and the other Mary were there, sitting opposite the sepulchre.

People who loved Jesus with all their heart stood under his cross. John and Mary, Jesus’ mother. Also, Mary Mag’dalene and Mary, the mother of James and Joseph. And now Jesus lies in the tomb. Everyone leaves except for Mary Mag’dalene and the other Mary. Still and silent they remain in front of the tomb. Still and silent I join them and find a place to sit in front of Jesus’ tomb.

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While I am sitting in silence by the tomb, I try to look at the faces of the two women. Women who loved Jesus with all their heart and soul and now are unable to do anything for him except weep. Maybe I have also gone through an experience like this.

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Tears. A sign of love. Love which is stronger than death. Love which never dies. I linger a while to dwell on this mystery.

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Moved by compassion and from a great love for people, Jesus chose His Way. A way of compassion. He shared what it means to be human.

In the stillness I contemplate a poem by Father Frits Wobbe sj. What does it call to mind? What does it touch in me?

Gedicht

Ik voel in me iets van ’n intens medelijden

met de lijdende mens,

iets van één willen zijn in solidariteit, in liefde,

in aanvaarden en volharden met zóvelen…

                                                                 Frits Wobbe sj

Poem

Deep within me I feel something like an intense compassion

with people who are suffering,

something like wanting to be at one with them in solidarity, in love,

in acceptance and perseverance with so very many.…

                                                                Frits Wobbe sj

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We end our meditation with the music: music which breaks through the silence for a few moments.

Lied: Now My Life is Only Weeping.