At the conclusion of worship, we simply washed each other's hands in the basins set for us at table. Washing hands of outreach to the homeless, washing hands of loving grandmothers and trusted administrators, hands of child caregivers, hands that reach out to strangers, hands that play music and create art, hands of business professors and history administrators, hands of children and strangers and intimates. Lo, I am with you always, even unto the close of the age. On Maundy Thursday, we held in our hands the promise and the hope of Easter Sunday. Easter does not return her and Jesus to the past.
Easter opens up a new future.
We are meant to finish Easter. Thanks be to God who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, beloved, be steadfast, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in God your labor is not in vain.