I offer a poem by Mary Oliver for today’s reflection:
The grass never sleeps.
Or the roses.
Nor does the lily have a secret eye that shuts until morning.
Jesus said, wait with me. But the disciples slept.
The cricket has such splendid fringe on its feet,
and it sings,have you noticed, with its whole body.
and heaven knows if it ever sleeps.
Jesus said, wait with me. And maybe the stars did, maybe
the wind wound itself into a silver tree, and didn’t move,
the lake far away, where once he walked as on a
lay still and waited, wild awake.
Oh the dear bodies, slumped and eye-shut, that could not
keep that vigil, how they must have wept,
so utterly human, knowing this too
must be part of the story.
The scriptures for Maundy Thursday are:
Exodus 12:1-4, (5-10), 11-14
Psalm 116: 1-2, 12-19
I Corinthians 11:23-26
John 13: 1-17, 31b-35.
The mandate for Maundy Thursday: love one another, just as I have loved you.