Easter - Year B
Spices brought late anticipate a stink. But brought, nonetheless. For it is an anointing — an acknowledgment that we also name him Beloved. A baptism of spice, not water.
Spices were brought late and later questions arise, “Who will roll away the stone?”
When looked back on, this question was the easiest problem. The stone that wasn’t there — a mystery. A youngster dressed in the brightness of day, just sitting — a mystery. Don’t be afraid — a mystery. Not dead but raised — a mystery.
And we are caught between a rock and a hard place — Tell; Say Nothing. And we stand between — again and again and again.
Again and again and again — a question comes, “How will I deal with a stone that isn’t there?” Tell or Terror? Aye, there be a question worth wrestling with.