Then as also occurred to me a year ago at Easter, I thought of Joseph. Where on Earth was Joseph? Where are the sermons related to Joseph, the earthly father of Jesus?
I don't mean to be offensive to Mary, but churches and shrines are filled with images and sculptures of Mary and Mary Magdalene, their love, their grief, such sorrow.
Where was Joseph? What was it like for him to witness the loss of his son? Did he resort to hiding, disguising his grief like so many men and some women of today, ashamed of tears or hardened to pain? Did he feel inadequate to hold his personal pain let alone his partners?
Then I recalled while in Lyon's cathedral, Joseph stood on a lower level. He stood in the shadows on a lower level where work was being done with a young boy, I suspect, Jesus in his arms.
May the blue Mary's of the world find their missing Josephs and gently call them from the shadows, from the lower levels so the work of the healthy masculine and feminine may be done.
-Dawn! The Good News Muse, 23 April 2011
P.S. Upon posting this, a new friend shared a link about Joseph in the comment section. The link includes what historians think as to his absence as well as Joseph's being a Saint. And yet I still love the image of the blue Mary's and Sally's and Sarah's and Donna's and all the women of the world calling their Joseph, John, Tom, Dave, Bob and Joe from the shadows so the Masculine and Feminine can balance and be and in love be set free.