‘Now on the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they, and certain women with them, came to the tomb bringing the spices which they had prepared. But they found the stone rolled away from the tomb. Then then went in and did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. And it happened as they were greatly perplexed about this, that behold two men stood by them in shinning garments. Then, as they were afraid and bowed their heads to the earth. they said to them, ‘Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen! Remember how he spoke to you when when He was still in Galilee, saying, ‘The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again.’ And they remembered his words.’ Luke 24: 1-8 KJV
I recall the passage of a year…felt more like ten. Christmas has always been my favorite time, and the waiting for it to come…was interminable. I dreamed of being 16…I believed that that magical number marked my entry into adulthood, and I really did not like others telling me what to do.
During the first years of my career at SIUC, I waited for a promotion first to a crew leader, and later to a foreman that oversaw several crews.It felt like my chances for advancement had flown out of the window…I was in my 20’s.
As the years flew by at the University, I wondered if I would ever get the opportunity to retire. I have been retired for almost 10 years.
Waiting for a health diagnosis, for your loved ones or yourself, is excruciatingly long, Yet, when it comes…there is relief.
Christ’s disciples sat in darkness and despair…all hope was gone…their Rabbi was gone…the Messiah…the hope…the reason for living. Three days went by…and …
So, we are all living in the midst of a pandemic. We are sheltered in our homes…but we can see our lovely Spring outside our windows….
‘Rise up my love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past
The rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of the singing of birds is come,
and the voice of the turtle
is heard in our land
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs,
and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Song of Solomon 2: 10-13 KJV
Alejandra Ortez loads bags into a cart for a customer at Gelson’s Market in Santa Barbara.
A Gelson’s cashier rings up a customer.
Gelson’s cashier Roxana Catalan rings up a customer.
I am a retired from Southern Illinois University after thirty two years of service. I enjoy traveling and writing and I have been able to do more of both over the past two years.
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