This week I offer a guide to young people, especially my own, to approach their existential questions as ones who know God.
I've been reflecting recently on some impenetrable walls in my life, and how after pushing up against them with no effect, Jesus shows up and miraculously moves me to the other side. This epiphany called to mind the post-resurrection accounts of Jesus appearing in locked rooms, transcending spaces where his disciples had hidden in fear. [...]
It was six days until Passover. Jesus felt the weight of all that meant upon his shoulders. But not tonight. Tonight was his final respite, and he was grateful for it. And there was cause for celebration: Lazarus had been dead, but now he was alive again. His friends saw this as a miraculous, if [...]
Sometimes a memory of a person comes back as a single part that is emblematic of the whole. A mother's hands. A sister's hair. A father's strong arms. For Mary, it was Jesus' feet. Whenever they gathered, the men crowded around, shoulder to shoulder, to exchange ideas, listen, debate. It was at such a time [...]
Lazarus was among those reclining at table with him.John 12:2 Here. Now. With Jesus. This was the first time Lazarus had felt fully alive since dying. Had it really been just weeks? He couldn't remember the pain or sickness that had led up to it. Only the peace that followed--a peace that surpassed all understanding. [...]
Martha served.John 12:2 She glanced at her brother sleeping on the couch as she adjusted the goblets just-so and picked a few wilted leaves from the flowers in the centerpiece. The warm air hung thick and fragrant with the aroma of the spiced lamb roasting on the pit. Martha allowed herself a rare moment to [...]