Camping for Easter in the Brisbane Ranges and I have brought along Cheryl Lawrie’s beautiful Pocket Liturgies for reflection…
Holy Week – This is my body broken for you [Matthew 26: 6-13]
There are many ways to break a body.
When someone pays their piece of silver to
have their way with you in a dark corner,
down a back lane…
to make your body theirs to do with what they will.
And if you can, you break yourself before they break you.
Your body stays, your mind detaches,
and you disintegrate, disremember.
Or when someone sells your body for pieces of silver,
for those in power to do with as they will,
and as you hang on a cross, battered, disfigured,
your soul splits from your body, and spins into hell,
detached, disintegrated, dismembered.
This woman touches Jesus
[she whose story all of history knows by rumour
and reputation]
and she offers him all she has to give:
her truth.
But she stays with it, this time. All of her.
And those who are watching, can’t
[it’s hard to look at raw grace face on].
They redirect attention with words of political correctness,
questions that need to be asked
but not in this moment, not at this time,
when they’re asked not for revelation, but for diversion.
But Jesus knows no gift more divine
than one who has been to hell before him.
Coming back to life in front of him,
and honours her one more time:
remember her not as a person to be bought
or a body to be broken
This is who she is
[re-membered]
Gift and giver
loved and lover.
Body and soul
holy and whole.
[p.68, Hold This Space Pocket Liturgies by Cheryl Lawrie]
God, I confess to my own dismemberment
profane and broken
who am I to touch You?
to touch anyone?
you break yourself before they break you
there is an ego to imagine I have any power
to participate in my own healing
detached, disintegrated, dismembered
what does it mean to live engaged,
holy and whole, remembered?
Let me aspire to offer all I have to give
no gift more divine
coming back to life.
“This is who she is
[re-membered]
Gift and giver
loved and lover.
Body and soul
holy and whole.”
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