We saw this cave this evening. We’re in Nazareth and after a rather ordinary day of travel and nothing totally remarkable happening or requiring processing, we went down below the convent where we’re staying.

My soul is both too silent for words to express my reaction to this sight and also too stirred up to ever be the same. I will need to process this a bit with you as I return, to begin to make sense of what I saw and where I was this evening. But I do know that seeing the place where Jesus lived, played, prayed, slept, and visited with his extended family brought me into a real mystical sense of the living Jesus, who was formed by this location and his traditions and family, and which played out in the ministry. I know more now about the living Jesus~ the why and how that plays out in our lives is still a wondering for me.
Mother Betsy and I ended the evening with Compline, a perfect way to enclose and release the gift we received into the love of God, whose son, our Lord, lives with us now as the risen Christ. Amen. Amen.


