We had just finished observing Maundy Thursday.
The word Maundy evolved from the latin phrase : “mandatum novum de vobis” – the day of the new command. A new commandment He has given. A new commandment of LOVE.
Love is to define who we are, what we do and how we live.
It is both a command and a promise. That of being identified with Christ and all the possibilities of what it means to be loved.
This weeks shows for us the perfection of that love for all of us. Love that is nailed on the old rugged cross is still the LOVE that we live for.
May the reflections on Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and most especially the Resurrection Sunday bring us to a deeper experience of His love.
Amen. Jesus summed up the 13 divine attributes of God’s mercy in one word: LOVE.
Just thinking aloud here… what verses say WHY Jesus had to go back to heaven after his resurrection? He could’ve prepared a place for us while He’s on earth di ba… kasi with God nothing is impossible. It would’ve been cool to have Him stay around as K of k and L of l to silence doubts and scoffers.
Of course His death and resurrection mark the timeline of changes in world history, but why is it that it feels like the rest of the world just keeps on going in a downward spiral… just like when someone dies — you grieve and mourn, but after a while life goes on as if nothing happened… but something DID happen and things ARE supposed to change… but they don’t, at least not on a grand scale. Oh well.
F.L. was buried today. I apologized to the family, I had a previous appointment so I couldn’t go there. On the way to the appointment Jude threw up, so I had to go back home and cancel. Going home, I realized that in truth, I was really too scared to go to FL’s burial. Lately kasi I’ve attended too many burials for my heart to take. Haay, ang haba ng comment, sorry po.
I would have attended his burial today had I known. I thought he was going to be buried on April 12th and we were still in Daet at that time. When a loved one dies – our world will never be the same again. People will look at us and will not notice the grand small changes that had occurred because of death in the family. No one could hear the almost unstoppable sobs, the heartbreaking tears in the dead of the night.
Then as the days would pass, each day is an additional number on the “site counter” where we had lived without that loved one.
Resurrection Sunday was a powerful reminder that death is no longer powerful over us. Despite that, we still experience the profound loss of love and fellowship that are momentarily taken away from us.
Take care.
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