Melinda's Musings: Easter Bunny Blues
By Rev. Dr. Melinda V. McLain
Spiritual Touchstone
“Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live.”
Reverend Melinda in an amazing Easter ensemble
One of my more crusty professors in seminary once said, “I can cope with Santa Claus, but the Easter Bunny ought to be obliterated”. He was correct that Santa is at least based somewhat upon the life of St. Nicholas who was known for giving gifts in secret. But the origin of a bunny (or perhaps a hermaphroditic hare) bringing eggs as gifts to children is fuzzier and contains quite a few odd elements that would appear to have very little to do with the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus, the Christ. Also, I am pretty certain that no one in first century Palestine had access to chocolate of any kind.
Personally, I love the rabbits, peeps, and eggs associated with Easter. As a child, I wasn’t too fond of the Easter “outfits”, but I did like coloring eggs and then finding them. Also, I still enjoy singing the loud “alleluia” songs. And there have been times when I was singing in a church that had a big pipe organ that Easter meant singing ear-splitting anthems accompanied by brass - another fun thing to do! Easter for many folks really is a lot of fun and festive hoopla!
But I also understand my professor’s problem with all this Easter hullabaloo. Such celebrations don’t quite connect with the high drama of the story of Jesus. Nor does it resemble the saga of the horribly frightened disciples who spent much of the first year following the crucifixion of Jesus in hiding or facing various forms of gruesome persecution by the Roman empire. Their well-documented travails with Roman imperial power make it clear that their movement was explicitly designed to resist the religion of empire even if - just like Jesus - it cost them their lives.
Next week is Holy Week, when those of us on the Jesus path will retell the stories of that ragtag movement of folks determined to proclaim good news to the poor, the oppressed, and those suffering injustice. But beyond telling those stories, many of us will seek ways to embody their fearlessness - even in the face of a culture that thinks it foolish to live our lives in service to others.
When Easter Sunday comes this year on April 4th, I plan to sing a few “alleluias”, but if the real power of resurrection happens for me, it will be in the form of a recommitment to the prophet Micah’s call to “seek justice, love mercy, and to walk humbly (like Jesus) with God” even when I’m afraid, confused, or just simply don’t feel like it.
My UCC colleague and dear friend the Rev. Donna Schaper, in her wonderful “gardening” book Calmly Plotting the Resurrection has written, “resurrection is rarely complete. We are still on our way. Easter week will come and go, and some of us will rise all the way to our forgiven selves, and all the way up to our capacity to forgive others. Some of us won’t. God help us to rise.”
Let us rise!