Our caterpillars have closed themselves into their cocoons.
Our little felt bulb babies have been covered over with a warm layer of wool.
(After some sorting) the Christmas Limas have been planted.
Our Easter wheat has been sewn into the soil.
Our icons have been veiled.
Along the road to Easter we have come to the point where we begin to dwell on the enclosure of the tomb. "Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit" - John 12:24. We have surrounded ourselves with seeds of hidden transformation. Although everywhere we look we see only the outer, lifeless surface, we heard today the story of one man's unexpected emergence, and the cry that has been taken up in our house is "Lazarus! Come Out!" In the coming weeks, through our symbols, we will begin to see how life emerges out of the tomb.