When the women came to the tomb on Sunday morning, the big heavy stone was gone.
Uncertainty? Hope? Resurrection?
Today, my own heavy stone, the one inside me, has gone. I got that vision from the priest at confession.
When I was younger, I used to be like a little rabbit, at the edge of a forest, who craved for hopping on the grass that was in front of him, but at the same time, he was afraid, and rather kept hidden behind a huge stone.
Today, I got rid of this stone, I removed all the fear that was limiting me.
Today is the day of change. Today, just today. Now.
So let’s jump on the new grass, the grass that has been prepared there for me – since I was born. The grass, that I kept ignoring for all the time – because I was afraid, or I was trying to protect my ego, trying to be somebody else, trying to convince myself that, behind the stone, I was happy.
The new grass – both the uncertainty and great hope. Lord, let me enjoy Your presence, let me try Your gifts, let me live Your Life, forever.