Sunday, March 31, 2013

Bitter-Sweet



This last Easter Sunday morning at St. Paul's is bitter-sweet, as have been the services of Holy Week. This day begins as a little death for me, an almost farewell (April 14th is my last Sunday.) Yet what a privilege to affirm the power of Christ's resurrection with this congregation, and to declare the hope in this life and the life to come which the empty tomb represents.

Christ Came Juggling: An Easter Sunday Poem

Christ came juggling from the tomb,
flipping and bouncing death's stone pages,
tossing those narrow letters high
against the roots of dawn spread in cloud.
This Jesus, clown, came dancing
in the dust of Judea, each slapping step
a new blossom spiked with joy.

Hey! Listen -- that chuckle in the dark,
that clean blast of laughter behind --
Christ comes juggling our tombs,
tossing them high and higher yet,
until they hit the sun and break open
and we fall out, dancing and juggling
our griefs like sizzling balls of light.


-- Eugene Warren, from The Risk of Birth

Christ is Risen. Christ is Risen Indeed!

2 comments:

RoseElaine said...

Христос воскрес! Воістину воскрес!
(Chrystos voskres! Voistynu voskres!)
Christ is Risen! Indeed, He is Risen!

A blessed and joyous Easter to all!

Laura said...

Was at a service in a longterm care facility later on Easter Day led by a local UC minister who takes a turn every few weeks leading this elderly crew in worship. He told a story of a young girl's response to her Grandma when her Grandma asked her if she really knew what Easter meant. The little girl responded "Surprise"....... Like the Jesus clown juggling our tombs the image of Jesus popping out of the grave and into my life victorious everyday with a "surprise" provides strength for the journey. Like this poem you share....I love these creative images of Easter.....they enrich and strengthen my understanding and belief of what it means to be Easter people.