My grandfather was a retired navy officer when he died, so we held his funeral at Arlington National Cemetery. We were greeted at the gates by armed guards. Taps played while my grandfather’s ashes were put into a horse-drawn casket. An American flag was folded and presented to my grandmother. At the funeral we saw how the military gives meaning even to death, shape even to destruction, and an idealistic aura to aggression.
The risen Jesus' first witnesses didn’t just give their testimony in words. Many of them eventually offered evidence written in their own blood.
Is this any way to run a resurrection? Is this enough to persuade, to stir new life in the followers of Jesus?
The unity of Christ's followers is not incidental to our salvation.
Faithful suffering has always been part of the calling for God’s people.
Paul refuses to let God become just another novelty.
I am more at home with the ashes of Lent than with the perfect lilies of Easter.
Mary can’t experience the resurrected Jesus for the disciples, and the disciples can’t experience Jesus for Thomas.