By Charlie Johnston
Most of my life I have dreaded the brief period between Good Friday and Easter. There is something so desolate, so empty about it…despair ever beckons in this terrible interregnum. The year I was formally received into the Catholic Church the dread was even worse. When I went in for Good Friday services, there was no holy water in the font and the Crucifix at the back of the Church was draped over. Desolation became a blunt instrument, that year. I almost turned and ran. Part of me was angry at the desolate way Catholics marked the period. But mostly I was grateful, for the Church expressed like nothing else I had ever encountered what I felt. I fear had I been there on that day, I would have been like the panicked disciples rather than the steadfast, courageous women, for even now, I want to find a cave and hide every year at this time until it is over.
I have said before that often, when I am told something by my visitors, it is ambiguous enough that I cannot fathom exactly what it means, try as my restless mind might. What I have learned over the decades is to be still at those times, be aware, for God is alerting me that He is about to act, perhaps in a way that is subtle, perhaps in a way that is startling and bold. The point though is to be still and know that there is, at those times, a profound spiritual reality behind the temporal events around us.
I do not know what the confluence of Blood Moons means, but this time I think the world is getting a taste of what I sometimes get. Something is happening, the meaning of which is not clear, but it is clear there is profound meaning behind it. Tonight, on yet another anniversary of the day Our Lord was crucified, comes the third of those Blood Moons. Though the lunar eclipse will begin to take shape at 6 a.m. Eastern Time, you will only be able to see the blood on the moon for about four minutes, from 7:58 to 8:02 a.m. Eastern Time. The final of these Blood Moons will arise on September 28 of this year, the eve of the Feast Day of the Holy Archangels, Gabriel, Michael and Raphael:
8 but they were defeated and driven out of heaven.
10 Then I heard a voice shout from heaven, ‘Salvation and power and empire for ever have been won by our God, and all authority for his Christ, now that the accuser, who accused our brothers day and night before our God, has been brought down.
11 They have triumphed over him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word to which they bore witness, because even in the face of death they did not cling to life.
13 As soon as the dragon found himself hurled down to the earth, he sprang in pursuit of the woman, the mother of the male child,
14 but she was given a pair of the great eagle’s wings to fly away from the serpent into the desert, to the place where she was to be looked after for a time, two times and half a time.
15 So the serpent vomited water from his mouth, like a river, after the woman, to sweep her away in the current,
16 but the earth came to her rescue; it opened its mouth and swallowed the river spewed from the dragon’s mouth.
18 And I took my stand on the seashore.” – Revelations 12
I do not know, but somehow I suspect the Blood Moons signify the fullness of the Storm. I saw, in a vision, demons spewing across the earth, like a volcanic eruption last December 20, preparing for battle. What I know is that tonight the Lord Jesus lies in a tomb and there is blood on the moon. But this is prelude to the resurrection – and time for those who will be the Master’s troops to prepare, as well.
“Wait on the Lord. Be of good courage and He shall strengthen thine heart. Wait, I say, on the Lord.” – Psalm 27