years ago I received from a parishioner a "Jesus Is the Reason for the Season"
cookie tin. Every time I reached for a piece of Doris's divinity, I had to read
that cheery-angry motto of Christian moralism.
I was visiting the traditional site of Good Friday and Easter: the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, an imposing, exotic, heterogeneous amalgam of interconnected buildings in the Old City of Jerusalem. Oversight of the building complex is rationed out to the Greek Orthodox, Eastern Orthodox, Roman Catholic, Armenian Apostolic, Coptic, Ethiopian and Syrian Orthodox communions.
annunciation is analogous in my mind to the story of God's invitation to Abram
to leave Ur and head to Canaan. Both stories have a bare, binary feel to them.
These are hinge moments in the unfolding of God and God's mission with and for
the world. Abram, yes or no? Mary, yes or no?