movin’ on – a meditation for the 3rd Sunday of Easter, April 19, 2015

This morning, I was privileged to share in a weekly Bible study with an ecumenical gathering of clergy – as convivial and compassionate a group of sisters and brothers as I can imagine on this side of (or in) heaven. As most are engaged in sermon preparation, we read and reflect on the scripture lessons appointed for the coming Sunday. Today, per the norm, one of us asked, “Who’s preaching this Sunday?” When it came to me, I answered, “Not I.” One of our merry band, Rob, then, in the kindliest spirit of inclusion, asked, “OK, Paul, if you were preaching, what would you talk about?”

Rob, I’ve given your question more prayer and thought and feeling. If I was preaching this Sunday, I’d say something like this…

preachingEaster Day has come. Again. And gone. Again. Great events don’t last. They come and go.

Sometimes life is simple. We anticipate the coming of a grand event, greet its arrival, gently or not so gently feel letdown at its passing, and inevitably return to life as it was…is.

What is not simple is that grand events tend to bring together – sometimes in tentative embrace, sometimes in painful collision – our highest hopes that something, that we will be different, changed for the better and our deepest fears that nothing ever changes, that all will be as it always has been.

Years of Easters and years of being alive in this world can teach us not to be too optimistic. Perhaps the best we can expect is a momentary rush, a transient thrill, and then a return to the norm.

Or is it? Is that really all there is?

The very human reactions of Jesus’ disciples to his post-resurrection appearances offer clues about answering the question: How do we move on from yesterday and today toward tomorrow?

On that first Easter Day evening, the disciples gather reminiscing about their life with Jesus, grieving his death, wondering what to do next.

Earlier, Mary Magdalene reported that the tomb where Jesus’ body was buried was empty and that angels had told her Jesus rose from the dead. The disciples considered her announcement foolishness. Then two other disciples burst into the room, having come to Jerusalem from Emmaus seven miles away in the middle of the night, breathlessly exclaiming, “We have seen Jesus!”

Whilst all are abuzz about this news, suddenly Jesus appears. The disciples, thinking they see a ghost, are terrified.

Jesus responds to the disciples’ fear with visual and physical proof: “Look at me…Touch me.” The disciples, now joyful, still have doubts. Jesus offers another proof. “Got food?” They offer a piece of fish. Ghosts don’t eat, but Jesus does. The disciples are convinced of Jesus’ identity and reality. He’s not an apparition, but flesh and blood. He had died and now he is risen!

Jesus then teaches them, “opening their minds to understand the scriptures.” In this, I see how acceptance or belief opens a door of possibility to deeper, greater revelation. Jesus, in the illumining light of his resurrection, interprets the words of scripture and those he preached and prophesied during his earthly ministry. He calls them to witness to others what they have come to know and believe, to share with others the challenge of change and the power of repentance and forgiveness.

I’m not a biblical literalist. Thus I don’t view the Bible is an infallible guidebook of practical, applicable principles for all of life’s circumstances. What I do behold in this story is a helpful, hopeful pattern that responds to the question, again: How do we move on from yesterday and today toward tomorrow?

Three stages…

Being honest about who and where we are. The disciples didn’t deny their fear and confusion. (Terror and disbelief are difficult to conceal!) Yet how many ways do we, do I master the art of deception, donning and hiding behind masks, disguising our distress or dis-ease? Not the disciples.

Embracing our immediate experience. The disciples didn’t run away in fear, but remained in that room. How many times have we, have I, when afraid or skeptical, fled the moment, abandoning the encounter. Like Pilate, who at the end of his poignant conversation with Jesus before sentencing him to death, asked that question pregnant with possibility, “What is truth?”, then immediately walked out of the room neither wanting nor waiting for a reply. The disciples stayed.

Receiving whatever the experience has to teach. When Jesus first appeared, the disciples, joyful and doubtful, couldn’t accept what he offered as proofs of his identity and reality. Only when they, again, neither denied their state of being nor fled in fear, could Jesus teach, “opening their minds.”

In my life, I think of my yearning for love, which touches my greatest hope that I will be loved and my deepest fear that I won’t, can’t be loved. I think of moments when I have been shown love, when it was proven that I am loved – moments when the worst of me was challenged, embraced, and forgiven. I also think of how often I’ve questioned these “proofs” only to be offered yet another demonstration of love, until finally I was convinced, at least for a moment. Every time I come to that conviction, I hear an inherent call to witness (which I’m still working on!) to the world what I have come to know and believe.

Strikingly, the Greek word translated “witness” is martus, from which we derive martyr. In this, I discern the necessity of dying to be born anew. This cycle of dying and rising is at the heart, is the heart of the Easter story. This cycle of dying and rising also, I believe, is the “what” and “how” of moving on.

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5 thoughts on “movin’ on – a meditation for the 3rd Sunday of Easter, April 19, 2015

  1. Paul,

    First I’ll say it is a SHAME that you aren’t preaching on Sunday… because your reflection / meditation is amazing. Based on what you wrote about being with the Bible study group, I’m guessing you basically shared this meditation off the top of your head. Not surprising… BUT still amazing.

    The three stages not only worked for me, they really SPOKE to me. Being honest about who and where we are… Wouldn’t most folks love to do that!! Embracing our immediate experience – wow, I want to flee sometimes, especially when I’m trying something new… because I’m afraid of how the new thing will turn out. But I stay and just embrace what happens. And because I’m a very positive person, it usually works out really well. I’m either teaching or being taught, and valuable lessons result either way.

    Dying and rising…. that really gave me pause. In my life, when I lose someone I care for, through death or other means, I feel that part of me has died too. Moving on can be really hard, but I guess it is part of life. I feel as if I do rise up after part of me gains strength enough to fill the holes in my life. When I lost my aunts, and my sister I was virtually left alone to deal with the slow loss of my mom. I prepare for each experience daily…. but I have to work a little harder on some days to rise up and move on. That’s where my faith comes in! Thanks for the meditation.

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  2. Thanks, Loretta. Yes, dying and rising is tough for me, too. Essential, I believe, to moving on. Rather than the deaths of loved ones, however, I’m looking at my dying and rising from the ills/sins/”holes in the soul” that befall me. Generally, I’m reflecting on my inner world, my internal spiritual world. Really, on immediate second thought, the dying and rising cycle, I think, connects to/correlates with your discernment of what to hold and what to release.

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  3. Yes!! Dying and rising and holding on and letting go parallel very well. What I learned from your blog is that I definitely need to look more into my holes in my soul as you have done. I’m going to work on that. Thanks!

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