I am nowhere near the sense of peace that is the gift of grief resolved; of healing from the trauma of the sudden collective loss of the life we knew. All I can do is pray for some strength that, notwithstanding the shadow of death, we can live fully, graciously, one day at a time...
What we are experiencing—for the first time— is “being church” where we have no choice but to pay attention to the digital environment we are immersed in.
Witness is the Church’s lifeblood; and that life, lavished with his blood, is today in the solidarity, mutual care and self-emptying love we offer each other as concrete acts of ‘tending lambs’.
This period is a pilgrimage period of walking up towards the Golgotha. As a Church, we are invited to partake in the sacrifice of Christ by feeling abandoned and lost, a spiritual desert, while we think of one another, intercede and make ourselves available for others. We are called to be the Simon of Cyrene.
Had Thomas doubted? Thomas had not doubted that Jesus was “the Way.” But Thomas had doubted: himself above all others. The thing is, Thomas could not trust one, but not the other. The thing is, he could no longer live that ambivalence. And Jesus now gave him the gift: he would never be able to doubt again, at least not himself.