This one tiny yellow flower poking up today through the ground in the rain garden represents many more blooms. Holy Thursday is like this flower. Signs of life and beauty are displayed at the last dinner of historical Jesus. Jesus broke bread, shared wine and asked us to remember this dinner in dark days ahead. The darkness came. That very night Jesus suffered in agony, praying that his torture and death be avoided. But with the memory of the tiny yellow flower, with hope, he let things be and embraced his fate.
In a few days the flowers will rise up just as Jesus did on the day of his Resurrection. In the darkness which is all around us, in the agony which invariably comes. We must cling to the tiny yellow flower in us, our hope of new life to come.
We need to remember the sharing of the bread and wine and know that it will continue.
My friend Prasad called from India tonight and before we were cut off by an electrical outage on his side, he reminded me how people like us; the majority is always divided while the rich and powers that be are always united. Yet Jesus reminded us with his last dinner that we are one body and blood and that we remember this forever.
We are all tiny flowers. As individuals we can be defeated but united we can fill the earth with beauty.
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