I love the image of a waterfall--even more so, its smell of algae, and oxygen and life! As the water falls, it aerates and carries the life giving oxygen into the water. Life falls into more life--the heart of the Lenten pilgrimage, this falling into life.
But who could have guessed that Jesus was pierced on the cross to let loose the flow, the shower of life for all. It goes against all we are--the very instinct of flight or flight to preserve ourselves. I wonder, do you suppose that maybe life is just one of those ways that we loose life to find it? A rehearsal for the final dying and rising?
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