I’ve spent the last two days working on planning worship for 2018. Yesterday was Advent, Christmas, and Epiphany. This morning was Lent and Easter. It’s quite something to move through the texts so quickly, like a rock skipping across the top of a lake.
This coming year, rather than reading the familiar Easter story from the Gospel of John, I’ll be preaching from Mark’s version. In it three women come to the tomb, find it empty, and are told to go on and tell the disciples. They don’t tell anyone because they are filled with “terror and amazement”.
I don’t know why yet, but there seems to be a tremendous amount of spiritual sustenance in the tension between ‘terror’ and ‘amazement’ – simultaneously being filled with fear and awe. Often in life, we find ourselves in this same liminal space, in-between, and if we cultivate enough space and breathe deep, we can find ourselves allowing the awe to slowly drain the fear from our hearts.
I’m looking forward to preaching on Easter 2018!