“Thank you for resurrecting me,” she stammered, a crooked smile breaking out across her face. \u00a0“Merry Christmas.”<\/p>\n
A moment of lucidity. \u00a0Then she was back in her own world, her eyes beholding some distant shoreline, her mutterings only understandable to some imaginary friend, and her expressions those of one sometimes confused, sometimes afflicted.<\/p>\n
She had wandered into the Wendy’s where my family was grabbing a quick bite to eat after a day of driving. \u00a0Then she had sat down at a table next to us. \u00a0Something- probably some faint consciousness of hunger- had drawn her there, but now she was in her own, little world again, maybe only dimly and occasionally aware of the fact that she had wandered into a fast food restaurant and was now sitting at an empty table by herself.<\/p>\n
“Susie” was her name. \u00a0I asked her if she’d like a meal. \u00a0“No, thank you,” in another rare moment of clarity before lapsing again into another unreachable dimension of space and time. And then within moments she was back again. \u00a0“Okay, you can buy me a \u00a0burger and a coke,” she said.<\/p>\n
I had. And then this strange, lovely gesture of gratitude. \u00a0Which was itself a kind of proclamation: “Thank you for resurrecting me.”<\/p>\n
And what if the meaning of Jesus Christ’s resurrection is just this? \u00a0That we can in the power of the Holy Spirit help to “resurrect” one another? \u00a0And what if resurrection could really be this simple? \u00a0A burger and a drink for a homeless person. \u00a0A meal for someone who for all other intensive purposes has largely ceased to exist in reality and for whom the reminder of her bodily needs is a kind of “rebirth” of sorts. A deliverance from invisibility in an invisible world, and a grounding in the here and now of what is real, so that she is reborn to existence.<\/p>\n
For skeptics of Christ’s resurrection, the seventeenth-century mathematician and philosopher Blaise Pascal put it this way: \u00a0\u201cWhat reason do atheists have to say that one cannot rise from the dead?\u00a0 Which is more difficult, to be born or rise again?\u00a0 That what has never been should be, or that what has been should be again?\u00a0 Is it more difficult to come into existence than to return to it?\u00a0 Habit makes the one seem easy to us; lack of habit makes the other impossible:\u00a0 a vulgar way of judging!\u201d<\/p>\n
Pascal is right when he notes that “returning to existence” is not habitual to us. \u00a0We don’t have to be talking exclusively here about resurrection after physical death, either. \u00a0Resurrection of the kind to which Susie refers is also not a common sighting for most of us.<\/p>\n
But the beauty of Christ’s resurrection is that it \u00a0invites us into the unending newness of life for ourselves and one another- a new way of being that finds embodiment in the physical here and now of reality, not some other ethereal dimension that is the product of our imagination. \u00a0Like the resurrected Jesus, who on the road to Emmaus appears to his disciples in the simple act of breaking bread, we, too, can point others in the direction of being born again when we invite them to see God’s in-breaking new life in the simplest, most bodily of functions. \u00a0When this kind of thing happens, it displays a kind of spill-over effect- serendipitous new life for Susie, yes- but for me also, and hopefully for you. \u00a0And if this kind of eschatological moment can happen at a Wendy’s in a strip mall in St. Augustine, Florida, it can happen anywhere and everywhere…to anybody.<\/p>\n
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