Audio Reflection with Jon Berry:
Yesterday we read about the cross and the ultimate sacrifice Jesus made. We were challenged to give something up to show the love of Jesus to people we will encounter over the Easter weekend. Have you been able to do that? How? Who did you encounter? What did you do?
59 Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth,60 and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away.
The birth of my first-born Thomas did not go well at all. They were monitoring his heartbeat because every contraction was causing Thomas real distress. His heart rate would dramatically drop and every time it did it would then take longer and longer to recover. They had finally made the decision to take Amy to theatre for a caesarean when she became 10 cm dilated and birth was imminent, and they had to get the baby out there and then. Amy had taken so much gas and air she wasn’t really aware of what was going on. The room of 4 midwifes became a room of 8 then to a room of 16 all within a minute. The midwife had to assist the delivery with forceps. It was all really scary and all I could do was sit and watch this event unfold, helpless. Suddenly he was out, and they cut his cord and whisked him over to the resuscitation table, I didn’t even get a chance to see his face. 5 medical professionals stood around the table with a mini gas mask and strange instruments. They had their backs obscuring my view. I was left in no man’s land with no choice but to sit, hold Amy’s hand and wait. The 50 seconds of waiting felt like an eternity, Thomas didn’t make any audible noise throughout, I was so scared, I didn’t even know if he had taken his first breath or ever would? The whole world stopped. I forgot how to breath and my face was going paler and paler. My past, present and future was converging in this one pivotal moment – was my son going to be okay….?
I was in Worcester Cathedral not long ago and was treated to a contemporary Stations of the Cross called the Via Crucis Exhibition by Caroline Waterlow. Station XVI was entitled ‘In the Tomb’.
Next to the picture were these words-
The station of Gestation. A square black void, blocks the Golden light.
The dark night of the soul, all seems lost, but a seed lies buried in the darkness.
This is the moment before manifestation, all you can do is put your trust in the hope that the fruit of your labours will blossom.
Sometimes all we can do is give it to God and trust, as we stare into the void of not knowing what is going to happen. Sometimes we have done all we can do and are left in the, uncomfortable, but necessary place, of surrendering our efforts to God and allowing him to take over. As we sit in this posture of waiting, expectantly and full of hope, let us commit our time today to trusting God in all things. To stare into the black void of our future and trust that God’s light will break through and shine upon the darkness to reveal himself and the path forward.
In the times that I need to inhabit a posture of waiting without control or knowledge of what will happen next? I ask that you surround me with the reassurance of you love. Father be with me as I wait and hold my hand as I wait for your light to shine upon the void. Be with me on the journey and let me know you near.
In your holy and precious name, I pray Lord Jesus,