So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! (2 Corinthians 5:17)
A wooden
triptych sits on my desk at home. Folded up, it looks like a branch cut from a
tree, four or five inches tall and two inches in diameter.
Unfold it on
its string hinges and three figures rise in relief. On the left, a robed figure
stands erect, hands together in prayer. A soldier, holding a sword, point down,
directly in front of him, appears on the right. Both figures keep vigil over
Jesus in the center panel, his arms spread wide on the cross.
A Wichi
craftsman from the Chaco forest in northern Argentina carved the piece from a
single piece of dark wood.
I don’t know how long I’ve had it. I only know
that in the last year it has become a sacrament in which I partake. It is
there, waiting each day when I first come to my desk. Before I begin my work, I
pick up it up, kiss the relief of Jesus and whisper to him, “I adore you, O
Christ, and I bless you. By your holy cross you redeem the world.”
Without
fail, the image of Jesus on the cross appears in my mind as I hold him close to my
breath. His arms and body, wreathed with branches and leaves, reach out in welcome
to take me in. Drawn into his eternal embrace, I am in him, part of him, wanted
and loved, gathered with so many others whom I suppose are as needy as me.
With his
love flowing through my heart and my lungs breathing the sweet air of freedom,
the work can commence. For I know who I am, as only the heart can know. Once
more aware that I am ever in Christ, I give myself to the work of the day, a
free man.
Pr. David L. Miller
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