Holy Week: meditation on Easter Sunday

O Lord, Risen Lord, light of the world, all honor and glory be to you! This day, so full of your presence, your joy, your peace, is truly your day! I have just returned from a walk through the darkness of the woods. It was cold and windy, but everything spoke of you. Everything: the clouds, the trees, the wet grass, the valley with its distant lights, the sound of the wind. Everyone was talking about your resurrection: everyone made me aware that everything is really good. In you everything is created good and from you all creation is renewed and brought to an even greater glory than that possessed at the beginning. Walking in the darkness of the woods at the end of this day full of intimate joy, I heard you call Maria Maddalena by name and from the lake shore I heard you shouting to your friends to throw their nets. I also saw you enter the room with the locked door where your disciples were gathered full of fear. I saw you appear on the mountain as well as around the village. How intimate these events are: they are like special favors made to dear friends. They were not made to impress or overwhelm someone, but simply to show that your love is stronger than death. O Lord, now I know that he is in silence, in a quiet moment, in a forgotten corner that you will meet me, you will call me by name and say a word of peace to me. It is in the hour of greatest stillness that you become the risen Lord for me. O Lord, I am so grateful for all that you have given me in the past week! Stay with me in the days to come. Bless all those who suffer in this world and give peace to your people, whom you loved so much that you gave your life for her. Amen.