Even Judas...

I came upon this reading today, and it deeply touched my heart.  I share it with you tonight for your reflection:

There is an old legend that after his death Judas found himself at the bottom of a deep and slimy pit.  For thousands of years he wept his repentance, and when the tears were finally spent he looked up and saw, way, way up, a tiny glimmer of light.  After he had contemplated it for another thousand years or so, he began to try to climb up towards it.  The walls of the pit were dank and slimy, and he kept slipping back down.   Finally, after great effort, he neared the top, and then he slipped and fell all the way back down.  It took him many years to recover, all the time weeping bitter tears of grief and repentance, and then he started to climb up again.  After many more falls and efforts and failures he reached the top and dragged himself into an upper room with twelve people seated around a table.  "We've been waiting for you, Judas," Jesus said.  "We couldn't begin till you came..."

The happy ending has never been easy to believe in.  After the Crucifixion the defeated little band of disciples had no hope, no expectation of Resurrection.  Everything they believed in had died on the cross with Jesus.  The world was right, and they had been wrong.  Even when the women told the disciples that Jesus had left the stone-sealed tomb, the disciples found it nearly impossible to believe that it was not all over.  The truth was, it was just beginning.  - Madeline L'Engle, "Waiting for Judas," in Bread and Wine:  Readings for Lent and Easter

Here's to hope and new beginnings -
Kim