(originally published at http://www.authenticfreedomacademy.com)
The Magdalene’s Lament
My Beloved Christ,
For 2000 years I’ve awaited your return. As you wander the hallowed halls of the heavenly kingdom, I have languished in my earthly prison, forever and always alone, and longing for you. As you are serenaded by a choir of heavenly hosts, I am plagued by the suffering cries of humanity – howling, weeping, begging, groveling and gnashing their teeth for an end to their suffering.
And I suffer along with them – lifetime upon lifetime upon lifetime of suffering – rejected by your male disciples, condemned by the Church as a whore, silenced by the magisterium, hunted down by crusaders, burned at the stake for being a witch, drawn and quartered by the inquisition, cast out for the sake of another’s envy. Lifetimes of suffering.
Oh yes, there have been glimpses of joy – in my God-blessed children, the men of courage and strength who have loved me, my beloved sisters and brothers who have returned to me life after life after life. Yes, there have been moments of joy and the satisfaction of love and a purposeful mission; and yet, even these do not endure, for you are not where you belong here, at my side.
2000 years I’ve awaited your return. Accepting my fate in human skin, even when it means I suffer more for lack of you. My Spirit is strong, but my flesh is weak. I long to stroke your hair, to gaze deeply into your chameleon eyes, to feel the touch of your lips on mine and to once again be held in your loving embrace.