Jesus himself stood among them and said to them,
‘Peace be with you.’
They were startled and terrified,
and thought that they were seeing a ghost.
He said to them, ‘Why are you frightened,
and why do doubts arise in your hearts?
Look at my hands and my feet; see that it is I myself.
Touch me and see…
-Luke 24: 36-39
Indeed, spring has arrived,
whether we care to notice it
And, whether we dare to believe it or not,
new life has everywhere erupted,
blooming with pungent possibilities.
But what does resurrection bring to life,
amid deep desolation
both near and far from here?
How can we breathe healing,
into devastation local and global?
What does new life mean
for people struggling daily with death,
loaded with losses, fractured by fear?
Here is resurrection’s scandalous secret—
a mystery so deep that no amount of surface-scratching
will remove or reveal it—
Christ always appears
as the wounded person,
the broken, damaged life among and within us.
Sometimes that Christ is you,
and sometimes me,
but more often is fleshed in the ones we do not care to see.
Resurrection offers no escape from trials, tears or fall,
but promises only a wide-wounded embrace,
a solidarity with sufferings all.
In the embrace of Christhood over personhood,
connection over division, and mercy over punishment,
resurrection releases us from prisons of the past.
When we dare to practice Christhood,
the fragments of our whole world shake and shift,
as the heart-like-kaleidoscope turns in the light.
Give yourself six minutes of solitude,
and plunge into the practice of Christhood
with this visual meditation:
And may resurrection continue
to interfere with your plans,
and peace doggedly interrupt the patterns of your day,
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