The term “religion” turns pallid on Good Friday. It’s an ashen and anemic word. It needs to gulp down aspirin and climb back into bed. The term conveys systems and structures and institutions, whether they’re of thinking or of administration. It isn’t a bad term (spirituality and theology mandate structures like everything else), but it doesn’t do this day justice.
Tag Archives: Easter
April 17, 2014
I can feel your broken heart, O Lord, as you watched the fingers reach for food in your final Earthly meal with your disciples. You saw the gulf between them and you. Some banally argued over rank and prestige while one tabulated his silver reward. All missed your foot-washing portrait: Brawls over crowns and garlands are for Gentile leaders and would-be CEO’s and partisan kingpins ruled by the latest opinion polls. Such spats are worse than irrelevant. They’re spiritual tear gas. They blind us to your vision of the self-effacing servant with a towel: The first is last and the last is first.
April 16, 2014
Christians are now remembering those climactic, universe-rattling days, otherwise known as Holy Week. Holy Week begins on Palm Sunday and reaches its zenith in the three days of the Easter Triduum (the period including Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Holy Saturday, and Easter Sunday). It’s a week of focused worship …
March 24, 2013
By Charles Redfern, first published on http://www.huffingtonpost.com/charles-redfern/. Imagine my shock when I saw how my childhood’s domesticated Palm Sunday steered me into a domesticated Holy Week with a domesticated Jesus and a domesticated faith. It was a coloring-book Palm Sunday, a Palm Sunday of the early ’60s suburban, mainline church — before the assassinations and Vietnam and […]
April 23, 2011
Note: I published these poems two years ago. I’m recycling them.
April 22, 2011
An Infinite Being confronted with horrible but finite Evil could choose from infinite options. He could sweep Evil and its allies into the fire – and many would cheer until they felt the flame’s heat and met the Being’s glare …
April 16, 2009
Part One See Luke 22:54-62 Kindly let me ring that rooster’s neck – the one who crowed before you gazed on me, and drained my face of all its blood. I collapsed amid my heaving sobs, my bold self-image heaped in rubble, a trembling coward rising in its place. Enough of self-discovery! My warrior self […]