Last night I posted on Facebook that there is a big hole on the street and a deep trench through my front yard where work is going on to connect water and sewer to the new house we're building. I added: "I guess it's progress that things get torn apart to get put back together." One of my friends commented, "Sounds theological to me!" I hadn't really meant it in that way but it is a week that we Christians contemplate things torn apart before they are put back together - that death comes before resurrection.
I'm sad this week that things are torn apart in my friend Carla's family - Carla's big sister Eileen died last week, too soon we would say. I think of the gaping hole in my yard and know that the piles of dirt will fill it up again either today or tomorrow - but I know that it will take longer to put things together for Carla and her family. We need to walk tenderly with those who grieve without rushing them to the Resurrection. The dawn that emerges from this darkness takes time but we can be hopeful. We can hope because the One who walked the path to the cross walks with those for whom things are torn apart.
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