7 Thoughts on that Dark Good Day
- We wake every morning at 5 AM, which is to say that Seth wakes and makes coffee, and I get up slowly when it’s done. It’s the only quiet of our day, and we treasure it. Sometimes it lasts until 6:45 – before one or four wake up to join us. At night when they go back to bed, even if all is quiet, the noise of the day still lingers.
- In the morning, mercies are new. At five this morning, I felt the ground shake and heard the heavens shove around. Those are the sudden heart-pounding moments I ask myself if He’s coming. The low groan picked up into apparent thunder, and now sheets of heavy rain bullet the ground. It’s a normal day, except the boys stay home from school for Easter. We’ll be in together from the rain, and it will be dark outside.
- I know the story of the sun gone black and the veil ripping in two – Holy of Holies come my way. A new temple is established, and though I spend several times a day spraying cloth diapers, the temple is me, and I wear no veil.
- Jesus Christ died on Good Friday, and as the world has turned, Good Friday also happened to be the day at age 15 that I put myself in bed with a man. Why did I just type that for the world? Everything is metaphor; the poetry points to the real life, and I can’t bear for us to miss it – the skin, the cup, the bed, mouths, ears, and eyes, all. We give ourselves to gods when there is a way now to radiate life in the One Who Births the Soul. I have chosen before to live in the perpetual dark day.
- When the sun goes black that one last time, I wonder if we all wouldn’t die of fear and that be our transition into glorified bodies. Most of the time we have no idea what we’re talking about. God spoke to Moses, and it made his face glow. Moses covered it with a veil. God is a BE verb, an infinite mind indivisible, greater than all the elements of stars combined, a bigger BOOM than all our thoughts together could express.
- When I meet Him in the morning, because of that one dark day, I feel my face glow. I’ve seen people look away.
- Today may feel a little darker, but Sunday’s coming, that new dawn. When you feel the glow, that’s the eternal part. Terrible Beautiful Resurrection Day, that will be the day of our Easter best, the day we become the lilies.