On this Holy Saturday I have actually had the day off, so it seemed like two days. We planted a garden, cleaned the porch. I have had a conversation with Shelly Rambo from last year on my mind and I am reposting it tonight for anyone who is coming down off the vigil, or who does not care about the vigil, or who does not know what the vigil is, or just couldn’t get to one. She discussed these topics in the context of theological reflection on the mass shooting at Sandy Hook.
"I worry, as well, that proclamations of God’s presence in the suffering can run the risk of justifying the suffering or seeing it as God’s means of strengthening or testing faith…O’Neill moves us away from explanation and proclamation, and instead turns us to the enactments of God’s presence in the suffering. We are the light in the darkness. I would go even further to think about particular practices of presencing and think about incarnation in close connection to resurrection. What does it mean to rise from the dead? How do we witness life emerging from wounded flesh?”
"Just as I had been shaped by [my mother’s] scars, what, of Thomas’ becoming, would be shaped by these scars? My mother’s scars became sacred to me by way of the biblical story, and it tied her to a lineage of Christian saints, like Macrina, whose flesh marked a life’s journey. This is very tricky territory to navigate, since I resist glorifying suffering. But it seems right to acknowledge that the very tangible marks of one’s person can shape, empower, and guide others. I would like to think that resurrection connects us to those who have come before us not in some ethereal way but in tangible traces of life that reappear and continue to shape us."