«He is not here» said the angel to the women on this very first Easter Sunday. Those words are the heart of our faith – and an invitation to adventure, said Raphaël Picon in his Easter predication. He concluded with those words:
“Christianity was born on this Easter Sunday. We were born on this Easter Sunday. We are the children of the promise. We are the children of a foolish promise… Nobody, nothing can condemn us anymore to failure or despair. Christ stated the infinite worth of each of us. His predication makes up the whole flavor of the Christianity we love and we are part of. This Christianity transforms us into adventurous pilgrims, walking alongside the poet to roll away every stones of the tombs, ripping away the fascination of death and make life possible again”.
Life is given back to us, beyond death. “He is not here” – those words resonate in my mind as I remember Hugues Madesclaire, who left us two years ago this week. His life did not end at the doorstep of his unsolved untimely death. The memories he left, the influence he had on those who got to know him mysteriously keep on nurturing the world of the livings. His tomb is empty as well. We will find his presence in the light of the Risen one.
No comments:
Post a Comment