Year A - Easter Vigil or Hopeless Hope Vigil
April 19/20, 2014
“Ho, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters.”
“Water, water, every where, nor any drop to drink.”
In the midst of a vigil, strange visions come—water of creation, water of destruction, water on which to ride it out, water teaming with leviathans, water releasing doves of belovedness, water of bitterness, and water living.
Trying to stay awake mixes us up. Is it that our thoughts don’t contain mercy naturally and so we need to beg for it and set up rules to enforce mercy artificially? Was that part of our creation not in G*D’s image? Or is our mercy as high as G*D’s ways and thought—sometimes flowing freely and sometimes withdrawn from consideration as hearts are hardened?
Between Saturday and Sunday we waver, drawn in both directions before riding off in all directions. Wait out our loss? Cut our losses and move on?
This vigil business is not easy as we continue our fear and can’t force a new morning of hope.