yrieithydd: (Cross)
`Favourite quote this Easter: The cross was the victory won. The resurrection was the victory endorsed, proclaimed and demonstrated. (John Stott)'

That was the response I had from an evangelical friend to my text of 'Alleluia! Christ is risen!'. On one level, I was amused because he was one of the two people to whom I sent that message where I was doubtful about getting the 'right' response.* On another I just went 'no, no, no' (and showed it to a friend (who coincidentally knows the person concerned) who agreed with me). On a third level, I thought 'that demonstrates exactly what I mean about evangelicals downplaying the Resurrection and reducing it to no more than a rubber stamp.

Having lived through the events of that week from Palm Sunday to Easter Day once again, this time against a very odd week, this quote just missed the point so spectacularly. As Mark said, 'thousands were crucified'. It is the risenness which changes the disciples sadness and fear to joy. Cleopas and friend trudge to Emmaus and run rejoicing back to Jerusalem after their encounter with the Risen Christ.

It is not possible to separate the crucifixion from the resurrection, one needs both for the event to be. Without the resurrection there would have been no victory.

Christ the Lord is risen today; Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say: Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high; Alleluia!
Sing, ye heavens; thou earth, reply: Alleluia!

Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Lo, our Sun's eclipse is o'er,
Lo, he sets in blood no more.

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;
Christ has burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids his rise;
Christ has opened Paradise.

Lives again our glorious King;
Where, O death is now thy sting?
Dying once, he all doth save,**
Where's thy victory, boasting grave?

Soar we now where Chrsit hath led,
Follwoing our exalted Head;
Made like him, like him we rise;
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies:

King of Glory! Soul of bliss!
Everlasting life is this,
Thee to know, thy power to prove,
Thus to sing, and thus to love:

Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
praise to thee by both be given:
thee we greet triumphant now;
hail, the Resurrestion thou!

(Charles Wesley 1707--88)

**AMNS, HP gives Once he died our souls to save. Without the Companion to Hymns and Psalms I don't know which is the original so I went with the one I prefer. The next line in AMNS is Where thy victory, O grave?. I'm trying to put together an earlier version from AMNS and HP and my memory of the Companion! Thus I've guessed which way round the last two verses of each book would come!

*As yet I've not had a response from the other.
The Easter Vigil ended over 39 hours ago and I still haven't come down from the high. It don't think it's just sleep deprivation although my sleep pattern has been bizarre over recent days. Even the fact that England's loss of their current excellent performance is failing to mar it. (Come on Jones)

More coherent description of the Triduum )
This evening, I continue to listen to the test and chat on ICQ (to a variety of people), sort out the SCC folder and start to cook dinner for tomorrow night and start this post (which has taken over 3 hours to write). I boil the lentils dry and burn them thus setting off the fire alarm. I meant to check the water level but become engrossed in writing this post. I leap up, turn the gas off, put water in the pan, open the window wider and go down to silence the alarm. Luckily (or worryingly) the alarm is not connected to college, so I can sort it out. David appears from the downstairs flat and I explain what has happened. I return up stairs leaving the alarm silenced. It continues to bleep periodically. I continue writing this and ICQuing. I wonder if I should call the porters the smoke dectector still has a red light so I guess the alarm will not reset. BUt I can't find the number on the web. David comes up, we talk about what to do to the dectector. Standing on a chair, he finds he can unscrew it, so he blows on it which gets rid of dust and when he replaces it, the light goes out. So I go down to reset the alarm and there is silence. David and I chat and I show him how to work the alarm panel and then notice the instructions for this situation which we have actually followed and this gives the phone numbers I want. It's blindingly obvious by the panel! My next door neighbour returns (the people on the first floor appear to be away) and I explain what's just happen and I learn that the fire exit from my room isn't as mad as it appears. There are only bolts on my side, but there is a point to me getting to his room as he has another hatch in the side wall which must go next door or something. I know far more about the fire precautions here than I did.

[And what does my Greek teacher mean that one cannot use the historic/narrative present in English?]
I might post a coherent response to the past week at some point but after 21 hours up on 2 hours sleep (and 5 hours lying awake - going to bed earlier is a fine theory but doesn't work if you then fail to sleep), plus some quantity of alcohol, coherence is probably too much to expect. But I'm still bouncing.

The Easter Vigil was wonderful. The previous days were good too (although in a different way) and the whole think just works. When I think back to last Sunday morning and processing from Laundress Green with our palms: What we've done; where we've gone in that time. It just brings it home. One service can't do that. The joy of Easter is made more real by having gone through Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Holy Saturday. The stripped altar, empty aumbry, empty stoup, veneration of the cross, the waiting, mean that when the Gloria comes at the First Mass it's amazing.

In fact the whole day's been great. Even the hurried rehearsals for High Mass didn't detract too much and we got through. Two new servers (one acolyte, one torchbearer) and complicating processions is a poor combination. But is was good.

There's something bizarre and yet right about drinking buck's fizz at quarter to seven in the morning and then drinking champagne. Lunch (interrupted for Evensong) was great too. Lovely people, mad and deep conversations and just much fun.

But I must calm down and sleeeeeeeeeeeeep


Apr. 11th, 2004 01:22 pm
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