Crossing Boulevard

with Rev. Rachel


A colleague had this to say: “It's hard to imagine showing up at the empty tomb on Sunday without dining with Christ on Thursday and standing at the cross on Friday.” I found myself thinking of how true that rang for me; and yet, how close it came to parishioner shaming. That was not his intent. But folk are funny. Some read that and hear oh, so if I only show up for Easter morning I belong to a lower caste of humans.

I am deeply grateful for those who can and do walk the way of Holy Week with me. It is hard to hear how the preacher is supposed to do _____ and the pastor never _____ (broader cultural commentary) when we preachers and pastors have our own emotions vis-à-vis presence. No one ever asks us how it feels to hold down the fort of faith while our regular attendees now attend 2.5 times per month!

But here’s the thing about Easter: It’s meaning is not mine to define or police. [Let’s all take a moment and thank Jesus for that.] Easter has been a mystery from the start. I am marveling anew at how, in the Scripture before us this Sunday morning, there is surprisingly little to pin down. Heck, where is the actual sighting of the Risen One?

There isn’t one—not in Luke 24:1-12 anyway. Perhaps Jesus ensures that no one can apply for a patent on the worship of God in Christ. Maybe in his humanity, he understood that you and I need resurrection in a way that transcends how often we attend church and whatever it is that we imagine ought to be done by whom there. [We] need resurrection because it promises that in the end all wrongs are made right. Death loses. Hope triumphs. And Life and Love Prevail.*

Come on, then. Come on up to the rising. “I really am learning that God doesn’t show partiality to one group of people over another.” Yep. What Peter said~ ________________ * Kara Root, pastor of Lake Nokomis Presbyterian Church n Minneapolis, MN.