Hymns: Jesus Christ is Risen Again, #268
Closing, Lo, the Day of Days is Here, #268
Reading: Rolling Away the Stone, #628
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is my 3rd Easter to be your minister. I am always excited about this day,
excited to put into words some of what Easter means to me.
In the past two Easters, I talked of Estere, the ancient goddess for whom
Easter was named. And the pagan rituals and celebrations of the richness
of the earth as it budded forth in the returning spring. The rabbit as a
symbol of fertility, of course. The eggs, too. Busy bunnies and lots of
eggs means “we will have many offspring who can work the fertile fields
and all will prosper.” Such was the hopeful fantasy of early Europeans
during this time.
Last year, I focused on the resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth. Was it
real? If so, it meant we would have to check our skepticism at the door
forevermore. I quoted Joseph Campbell and Matthew Fox suggesting that the
myth of the resurrection is a powerful one, but that the actuality of it
unlikely.
I found another Campbell quote for this year’s sermon. It will launch us
in a new direction.
“In reference to the resurrection of Jesus, the ascension. It would seem
to be that somebody ascended to the sky. That’s literally what is being
said. But if that were really the meaning of the message, then we have to
throw it away, because there would have been no such place for Jesus
literally to go. We know that Jesus could not have ascended to heaven
because there is no physical heaven anywhere in the universe. Even
ascending at the speed of light, Jesus would still be in the galaxy,
Astronomy and physics have simply eliminated that as a literal, physical
possibility, But if you read “Jesus ascended to heaven” in terms of its
metaphoric connotation, you see that he has gone inward – not into outer
space but into inward space, to the place from which all being comes, into
the consciousness that is the source of all things, the kingdom of heaven
within. The images are outward, but their reflection is inward. The point
is that we should ascend with him by going inward. It is a metaphor of
returning to the source, alpha and omega, of leaving the fixation on the
body behind and going to the body’s dynamic source.”
So, Campbell is saying the direction Jesus went upon his death is inward,
to the place from which all being comes, into the consciousness that is
the source of all things. What does that mean? Well, one thing it means to
me is that OUR resurrections are inner soulful ones that transpire here
and now. Our transformations are of the heart and mind while we are
living, before our body sack dies. What does that look like?
How many of you have hit bottom in your lives? You know what bottom is,
those of you who have not had the experience. Bottom is when it hurts too
much to keep going in the way that you are so you do whatever is necessary
to go a new, healing direction. The most obvious example is those of us
who recovered from an addiction. As an addiction grows worse over time,
you become increasingly depressed, more and more things are not working,
relationships are lost, jobs are lost, accidents and arrests may begin,
the respect of family and friends and community diminish, the spirit
shrivels, a dark defense structure of denial and rationalization spins a
web of bitter isolation. Then, if one is fortunate, in the deep dark of an
angry night, something snaps and the tears begin to fall. The resistance
and rebellion drain out, the false pride is set aside, and you become
willing to do anything it takes to be well, to walk upright in the warm
sunshine of the spirit again. From darkness to light. From spiritual death
to fresh new life. Resurrection!
I remember the first Easter after my resurrection. Easter, 1971. I had
gone through a 30 day treatment center for my alcoholism the previous
early winter. Bottom had been mercifully reached and my new inner life
begun. A few months later I experienced my first spring as a resurrected
soul. Oh my. What a vivid experience. The new fresh green leaves were
almost blinding. The smell of the first flowers was stunning. The light of
the longer days was, each day, a celebration. I was hopelessly in love
with life in general and my fellow human beings in particular. I was
transformed. Only a few months earlier I had cursed the light and drawn
the shades tighter against it. Anger, cynicism, and negativity oozed from
me daily. In my arrogance at that time I knew that I knew better than
anyone about anything. I acted in mean and self-serving ways. I could care
less about Easter, or any other holiday, or so I acted. It was all an act,
of course. A mask to hide my increasingly fearful descent into the hell of
addictive powerlessness. Those several months later, could this be the
same person cavorting in the flowers? Loving life. Feeling enormously
grateful to be alive. I went to Easter services that spring at the church
in which I had grown up. It had seemed so boring as a child. That year it
seemed precious, nurturing, soft. Cynicism turned to joy. Inner
resurrection. The spiritual renewal begun which continues imperfectly to
this day.
There are many poems, tales, fables, and myths about death and
resurrection in addition to the Great Story of the Western world, Jesus’
resurrection. In Arabia, and other countries, is the story of the Phoenix.
Gold and scarlet, with a stunning, beautiful song, it lives for 500 years.
Then it builds a nest made of frankensense and myrhh at the top of a tree.
In a sweet smelling outburst of flame, the bird is consumed, but out of
the ashes rises a young new bird, transformed, resurrected, ready to live
another 500 years.
There is the Sumerian myth of Inanna, the great queen who went into the
underworld, was killed by Ereshkigal the goddess of the underworld, and
her corpse hung on a hook on the wall. Three days and nights after
Inanna’s death, Enki, the God of Wisdom, sent two tiny beings to trick
Ereskigal into giving them the corpse. Enki then breathes the breath of
life back into Inanna. It is said she was wiser by far upon her return.
The tale of the Green Knight from Celtic poetry concerns the huge green
knight who comes to King Arthur’s court and challenges any of the knights
of the round table to cut off his head. If they will agree, he says, he
will then meet them in one year from that date at the green chapel and
return the favor. Sir Gawain, then very young, is the only knight brave
enough to take the challenge. Taking an ax, he cuts off the head of the
green knight, who reaches down, picks up his head, and says, “I’ll see you
in a year.” A year later, Gawain comes to the green chapel to meet his
fate. The green knight raises his ax three times, then only nicks the back
of Gawain’s neck. Gawain, virtuous, now proven courageous, honest, and
faithful to his word, lived a long life as the primary protector of the
realm of England. Though it was not he who was resurrected, the green
knight, surely a symbol of the budding earth of spring, was regularly
beheaded and sprung back to life in Celtic mythology.
There is also the phenomena of being “born again” in the Christian faith.
Many Christians have had a resurrection of body, mind, and spirit in what
is, at times, a dramatic change of life. The changes for many seem to be
sincere, real, and to some extent, lasting. Even through skeptical eyes,
some have changed so deeply and permanently it cannot be denied. Jimmy
Carter, one of my saints, comes to mind.
In the latest Newsweek cover story on Jesus and the Resurrection,
one I recommend to you, a recent poll is quoted in which 78% of all
Americans believe that Jesus died and was resurrected on the 3rd day.
Worldwide, there are now over 2 billion Christians, one-third of the
world’s population. In other words, there are far more people in the world
who focus on the external resurrection than on the inner one. As many of
us here are among the 22% in this country who may not believe in the
literal resurrection of Jesus, we need meaningful ways to celebrate
Easter.
So this Easter, how about taking stock on your inner condition?
Ask:
Where are you on the journey of life? Are these tales of death and
resurrection foreign to you? Has your life flowed along a placid
channel of well being with little ups and downs. Or, are you caught in a
painful spiral of destructive behavior which is leading you to your
bottom? Most of us are somewhere in between, some ups, some downs, but
living life successfully....
. . . finding
peace in everyday life.
. . . enjoying deep connections with family and friends.
. . . doing meaningful work.
. . . coming here for Easter.
But if you are in a painful spiral for whatever reason, may spirit bless
you and give you just enough pain that you are willing to abandon your
denial and come forth into a new life this Easter!
A new life filled with aliveness, joy, and spirit. The inner resurrection
of your soul, here, now.
That is indeed cause for celebration! Allelujah! Amen! |