Tag Archives: Resurrection

Easter 2019: no idle tale

Posted on April 21, 2019 by

When the women returned from the empty tomb, they told the men all of this, and they thought that it was just another idle tale like so many others. How could they, even after all they had seen, fail to recognize that Jesus is like no other? But, to be fair, perhaps we too often treat the resurrection like a pretty myth that changes nothing much. Continue reading →

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He descended to hell

Posted on April 20, 2019 by

In my resurrection icons Jesus does not rise alone, but hanging on his winding cloths, his wounded feet, holding on his holy hands, a conspiracy of new creation spills from an empty tomb. Image via Monastery Icons

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Mary’s first Christmas

Posted on December 20, 2018 by

The first Christmas after he died, she spent the dawn remembering that night in Bethlehem, and the stars, and the straw. Continue reading →

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Resurrection and reality

Posted on April 15, 2018 by

If you think that the world is so bewildering that nothing makes sense, Jesus has come so patiently to point out his hands, his feet, his broken body, his own spear-pierced heart, to tell us that he is with us, that he has redeemed all of it. Continue reading →

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Waking up to a resurrection revolution

Posted on April 8, 2018 by

Fifty years have passed, now, since King’s sermon at the Cathedral, and his subsequent assassination. If this death of his had been but sleep, as some of the poets say, and he were to awaken and return today, I wonder if he would be in any way disturbed by the kind of revolution whose results met Rip Van Winkle, or Thomas the apostle. Continue reading →

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Inhabiting Thomas

Posted on April 7, 2018 by

Because you came back for Thomas I hope you may come back for me. Because you breathed peace upon Thomas I wonder if there is a peace for me. Because you let Thomas touch you I believe I will hold … Continue reading →

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Monday

Posted on April 2, 2018 by

Nobody talks about the ninth day:, Six for creation, seven for rest, eight for resurrection, nine The women needed to market the men were short of money, time to mend their nets and bridges Centurion ordered more crucifixions, slightly distracted … Continue reading →

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Adaiah, the Easter bat

Posted on April 1, 2018 by

The only people who do know what happened during those long hours between Friday night and Sunday morning are those who have been to the tomb with Jesus. Continue reading →

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A Fool’s Easter

Posted on March 31, 2018 by

Hush, fool, for we buried you
deeper than god. Continue reading →

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It is not enough

Posted on April 21, 2017 by

It is not enough for him to die. It is not enough for him to offer up his pain, to offer us his wincing scars: touch my hand; my open, scored side; trace the welts and weals of the thorns … Continue reading →

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