As we enter the Holy Sepulcher, there lies a slab of stone where Jesus’ dead body was laid. The Orthodox priests anoint the stone with rose scented oil, walking around it as they say their prayers and holding an incense burner.
What an experience to stand in this Holy Ground. It feels surreal as if I am in a dream.
Standing still and watching the people touching the stone; embracing it with their body; pouring their tears; wiping their scarf to absorb the rose oil; I can only imagine seeing a dead body lying on the stone.
How does one treat a dead body after they have done so much injustice to an ordinary man with extraordinary teaching?
With this question in mind, I wrote my notes to file meditating on a body: alive or dead.
Be careful of these eyes they are the sight that gazed lovingly on the grandeur of God’s creation. Be careful of these ears they are the receiver of God calling me in the quiet. Be careful of this nose it is the breath of life I take in breath in ease, breath out disease. Be careful of this mouth it holds the lips and tongue that speaks the truth about God. Be careful of these hands for they hold and embrace give and receive the Gift of God. Be careful of these feet for they follow the footsteps of saints and sinners returning to God. Be careful of this heart for here God lives within me loving everything that God created.