This reading from John’s gospel is lovely and touching in its intimacy and simplicity.
Looking back to the season of Lent I was invited into the Lenten journey with Jesus and his dearest friends and family. I witnessed Jesus gently healing, touching the sick, the outcast and the lonely. Possibly I was touched and healed in a meaningful way. I listened as Jesus challenged the authority on behalf of the week and powerless. Possibly I spoke up on behalf of someone, or someone spoke up on my behalf. I was invited into Jesus’ darkest hours of abandonment. Possibly I experienced abandonment and loneliness. I walked with the women and fell asleep with the disciples.
Lent is the liturgical season of invitation to a deeper, richer more intimate relationship with Jesus. In any meaningful relationship both parties gently and at times not so gently, gracefully and not so gracefully move, step, slide, and pirouette into areas and issues of concern, challenge, intimacy, joy and delight. It is not always easy, it is not always pretty – faithful presence is the glue. The gift of the relationship is a deeper self knowledge and a richer knowledge, awareness and genuine love of the beloved.
Once I was a patient in the hospital recovering from major orthopedic surgery. While I was heavily sedated, I had this wonderful experience of recognition and loving presence. I was asleep but in my sleep I became aware of my husband’s footfall. I was able to trace it from the entrance to the hospital, down several halls, up stairs and then into my room. My husband leaned over me and lovingly, caringly spoke my pet name, “Girlie.” I don’t know how this happened, but it did. I was called by name and I awoke and knew I was safe and loved.
A garden is a place for lovers. In the garden, Jesus and Mary met for the first time after his death. In her grief, she did not recognize him. Then he spoke her name, “Mary.” That’s all – just her name. The Lover greeting his beloved.
Who calls my name in love and caring? Whose name do I speak in love and concern? I invite you to listen in the silence of your heart for Jesus calling your name. The Beloved speaking the name of the loved one.
Joan Blandin Howard
After working and teaching at Creighton for many years, I am officially retired, but hardly so. Having 5 adult children, in-laws, and 11 grandchildren I keep pretty busy! My husband and I spend hours in our garden planting, pruning, dead-heading and of course weeding and mowing! We spend even more time sitting in our garden, delighting in its beauty. The beauty overwhelms me and invities me into a space of en-Joy-ment and gratitude to the Creator and Artist of all. I have much for which to be grateful. I also like to travel, read, write and make art. My ministry of spiritual direction and silent retreats continues.
I count my blessings. You among them.
Initially I thought I was writing for myself. I use the readings as a source of personal prayer. I thoroughly enjoy the time I spend in prayer, study and preparation. The writing seems to be a natural end product. The wonderful e-mails I receive tell me that I am not writing just for me and they reconfirm my faith in the presence of the Lord, who speaks all languages, permeates untold experiences, and surfaces in the most ordinary of daily delights and disturbing distractions. That the Lord would speak through me is a gift I had not anticipated.
I thank you, the reader and fellow pilgrim, for joining us on our journey. God bless us.
