I have no social commentary on Bin Laden*s death or the particulars surrounding it. Others have mined the Scriptures for words which condemn or allow for celebration. That is not mine. Like many, I feel mixed and jumbled. This reflection is what I do know.
We are in the season
Of the Risen Jesus.
He is with us awhile.
He walks through closed doors,
Shows his scars,
Gives advice from the shore,
Grills fish.
Jesus joins us on the road.
He waits to be invited
To dinner.
He holds all that happens now.
He holds it,
The whole mix of things.
Jesus assures us that the Comforter
Will be sent to sit with us
Walk with us
Eat with us
Give advice from the shore.
It will be different
But the same.
After this season
Now
The Comforter is with us
Until Jesus comes again.
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