bring your real self to church this Easter

An Easter message from Bishop Stephen T. Lane

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bring your real life to church on Easter

When the women went to the tomb on Easter Day they found that the body of their beloved rabbi was gone. Jesus was missing. That “missingness” adds special poignancy to the Easter readings. When Jesus later appeared to his disciples, he appeared in his body. They recognized him, and he showed them the wounds of his crucifixion.

There’s something about bodies and resurrection that goes together. God does not seem willing to let go of the body in the midst of resurrection. That’s a little uncomfortable for us. I think it would be easier if we could just spiritualize the resurrection or theologize the resurrection. But God wants to keep it real. God has not rejected the form he took on when Jesus was born among us. God is still with us and in our real bodies and real lives.

So much of the suffering in the world has to do with our bodies, whether it’s earthquake victims in Haiti or residents in nursing homes, people in prison or in hospital, refugees and victims of war. So much of the pain and suffering we endure is because of our bodies. There is something about the resurrection that means to lift our whole lives to God.

This Sunday when you go to church, bring your real life. Bring the things that trouble you and worry you and give you pain. Let Christ lift you and your real life.

Alleluia. Christ is risen.

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  1. Thank you for those words. I believe absolutely they are true. The distress I feel for the people I try to serve is very physical as well as mental. If I leave this at home when I go to church tonight and tomorrow, my worship is pretend, empty, and without power. Either the whole message of Jesus’ death and resurrection is really true, or it is not. Unless I commit myself to its reality for me, I’ll never be able to know its power–or even whether it has any power or not. I believe God wants me, really, as I am. It doesn’t work any other way.

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