Too often do we get caught up in the fanfare of Easter. We're too busy celebrating the resurrection that we fail to miss the real humanity of the Easter story.
We like to do this in Christianity. We skip over the journey and go directly to the endgame. Doing this negates the process. It's the process that determines the 'how' and 'why' of the situation.
It's throwing a party and forgetting why you did it. Everyone likes parties, so you just ignore the 'how' and the 'why' because who doesn't like a party?
This is why our Easter celebrations feel unearned. We champion Jesus but ignore his journey. We like his deity and want to forget the humanity of the story. King Jesus sells better than servant Jesus.
Today, we'll talk about unspoken words and silence of Easter. Instead of jumping from his death to resurrection, we'll explore that space in between. I believe that the richness of the narrative is found in these small places of quiet despair because we've all had them in our journeys of faith.
In this time of quarantine and pandemic, these themes of silence, meditation, and contemplation are spaces of nourishment. We would do well to embrace them as the world goes mad around us.
Come along for the ride as we skewer through life, culture, and spirituality in the face of a changing world.