Beginnings

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‘Rejoice with Jerusalem and be glad for her,
all you who love her,’ says the Lord.

‘Rejoice with her in joy,
all you who mourn over her,

‘That you may drink deeply with delight
from her consoling breast.’

For thus says our God,
‘You shall be nursed and carried on her arm.

‘As a mother comforts her children,
so I will comfort you;

‘You shall see and your heart shall rejoice;
you shall flourish like the grass of the fields.’

from Isaiah 66.10, 11a, 12a, 12c, 13a, 14a, b

I sit in my flat, comfortably ensconced in my Dark Space, dark liquid steaming in my mug next me. The birds echo their morning greeting to the Dawn and The Morning Star. All is calm: Shabbat in the Land; in Jerusalem, City of the Great King.

I sit to the west of the Old City, which encompasses portions of the ancient, biblical Jerusalem. It too is still and quiet. Until during the 5 o’clock hour, the bell tower of the Church of the Resurrection begins to ring.

It is not a pretty sounding bell. Deep and resonant, it does not have the bright peels I heard in England and also from other European churches in Jerusalem. This bell is more like a gong: primal, exotic, other.

It cries out from the site where sin and death were conquered by The Alpha and the Omega. It speaks of the One, who rode upon the clouds, surrounded in darkness. The One who descended into the Darkness, rising again bringing the Light of Life. And it is just there: a few hillocks away from my Dark Space.

The excerpt above is entitled in my prayer book, A Song of Jerusalem, Our Mother. It is fitting. Jerusalem has been the birthplace of many things. ‘Rejoice and drink deeply with delight’ the hymn says. ‘Be carried and comforted, for I, the Living One, will comfort you…’

Today, new students will register for classes at Jerusalem University College. Little do they know, that these classes will forever alter the course of their lives. They will encounter a Mother Jerusalem. They will have the opportunity to drink deeply with delight. They can stand in the place, whose bells cry out, ‘He is Risen!’ Perhaps, they will find the Living One there, comforting them.

And perhaps, they shall see and their hearts shall rejoice; they shall flourish like the grass of the fields…here in the City of the Great King.

Kavod.

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~ by eikonministries on August 25, 2012.

 
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