Then you shall take some of the blood, and put it on the door posts and the lintels of the houses . . .
and when I see the blood, I shall pass over you, and no plague shall fall upon you to destroy you, when I smite the land of Egypt.
-Exodus 12: 7 & 13

They thought they were safe
that spring night; when they daubed
the doorways with sacrificial blood.
To be sure, the angel of death
passed them over, but for what?
Forty years in the desert
without a home, without a bed,
following new laws to an unknown land.
Easier to have died in Egypt
or stayed there a slave, pretending
there was safety in the old familiar.

But the promise, from those first
naked days outside the garden,
is that there is no safety,
only the terrible blessing
of the journey. You were born
through a doorway marked in blood.
We are, all of us, passed over,
brushed in the night by terrible wings.

Ask that fierce presence,
whose imagination you hold.
God did not promise that we shall live,
but that we might, at last, glimpse the stars,
brilliant in the desert sky.

– Lynn Ungar

# posted by Dorothy : 4/20/2011 12:31:00 PM
Tuesday, April 19, 2011


About Paul Wharton

I am a cradle Catholic, a native West Virginian, and a priest since April 24, 1982. Spiritual Direction has made a tremendous difference in my life and I encourage people to try it out. My motto is "Progress not perfection." I am grateful that God has done for me what I could not do for myself.
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2 Responses to Passover

  1. Kelly Rose says:

    Very beautiful.

  2. Denise says:

    I can identify with this reflection. We pray for deliverance, not knowing the outcome. We get what we prayed for, and find that we want more, or something different. We truly need to learn and write on our hearts the truth, “that there is no safety, only the terrible blessing of the journey.” Life has taught me that even the terrible events, and relationships I have had are a blessing in disguise. I am learning to be thankful for all experiences, and when something is very unpleasant, I must pause and thank God, and ask what do I need to learn in this experience. Lord, give me a thankful heart always and everywhere, I pray.

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