Susan LaffertyEntry into the Christmas season. Sometimes shaped by memories—sweet and hard.
Music fills the air. Old favorites stirring hearts. Touching deep.
Amid the decorating, familiar traditions, and holiday trappings, I stop. Think about the reason behind it all.
Take time to reflect.
And remember.
Resurrected. Standing in their midst.
Jesus, the crucified.
Still bearing marks of nails in his hands and feet, the cut of a spear’s entry in his side.
Jesus, who died on the cross. Was buried in a tomb. Now risen. And right before their eyes.
The disciples see. And believe.
“What are you looking for?”
The question. Directed to two disciples of John. Earlier, they hear their teacher say, “Look, the Lamb of God!” as Jesus walks by. And they take off after Him.
Now they’re trailing behind on the path.
Jesus turns. And asks.
