The Last Words…..Holy Weekend Thoughts

One day, hopefully not too far in the future, some nice church is going to let me do a “Last Words” Maundy Thursday/Good Friday service.

There were also women looking on from a distance; among them were Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James the younger and of Joses, and Salome. These used to follow him and provided for him when he was in Galilee; and there were many other women who had come up with him to Jerusalem.  [Mark 15: 40-41]

It’s Holy Saturday. And I’m thinking about Stephon Clark’s grandmother, Sequita Thompson. I’m thinking about all the Black women who organized the protests in Sacramento. I’m thinking about those who are left behind when the state summarily executes a member of a minority group.

I’m thinking of the women.

Because, most often, it is the women who are left behind to pick up the pieces after the slaughter.

I’m thinking of the women.

Because, most often, it is the women who are providing for those who the state takes away and have to keep providing for the community once the state has taken someone away.

I’m thinking of the women.

It’s Holy Saturday.

Holy Saturday is all about waiting.

Waiting for new life out of death and destruction.

Waiting for light out of darkness.

Waiting for hope out of despair.

Waiting.

And so I think of Miz Sequita today. And all the other women who, like the women that followed and provided for Jesus, have to look on from a distance. Knowing that there really is no distance between the death of their loved one and them.

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