Looking for the dead

We begin at the tomb—don’t we always? Early in the morning, like Mary Magdalene, or hiding behind closed doors like Thomas. We want proof. A body. Something cold and sealed and heavy with certainty. We want to lay hands on what’s no longer alive because, frankly, it’s easier to believe in death than in resurrection.Continue reading “Looking for the dead”

Resurrected in love.

They dropped their nets.They walked away from their tax ledgers, their boats, their families.They followed a man who hadn’t written a book, held a position, or accumulated power.They followed him because he looked into their eyes and saw them.Really saw them. It’s easy to romanticize the Apostles — the Twelve, and the women and othersContinue reading “Resurrected in love.”

Leaving the Grave Behind: A Liberation Theology Reflection for the First World

What entombs you? I am Catholic but I really love contemporary Christian music. There are so many various bands whose prayerful tunes fill my heart with hope. In the Hillsong song So Will I (100 Billion X), the lyric “If You left the grave behind You, so will I.” It is a line that hasContinue reading “Leaving the Grave Behind: A Liberation Theology Reflection for the First World”