“I am rooted, but I flow” ~Virginia Woolf
I see the Easter stories as incredibly moving and life changing, as transformational. And I also see them as the gospel writer’s attempt to get that idea of transformation across by means of telling these stories which they based on the crucifixion of Jesus. I have heard too many sermons and lectures, read too many books, been part of too many wide-ranging discussions both in groups and with individuals, not too. However I find trying to ‘embrace’ the literal is an annoying waste of time. And I suspect I’m not the only one. When are these stories going to be reconfigured to actually speak to the people sitting the pew in the context of today?
I suspect the Easter services culminating with the Easter Saturday lighting of the new fire began hundreds of years ago when the general population were unable to read, and even if they could, printed copies of the Bible didn’t exist. And so the theatrics of Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Easter Saturday were there to tell the Easter story dramatically in both word and actions, along with some stage props.
What would it look like today, in Canada, for us to be waving the ‘palm fronds’ showing our support of Jesus’ message, I wonder. There is no answer. In fact the question isn’t even out there. When do I find myself in the ‘upper room’ of Maundy Thursday? What is or have been the Good Friday’s in my life? What opportunity for transformation was there? Did I take it? And if not, why didn’t I? What got in the way? How did or do I celebrate the empty tomb (the transformations) in my life? Do the answers to all these question have anything to do with how I understand ‘the ground of all being’?
So I challenge you to join me in trying to answer some of the questions above for ourselves this Eastertide…
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