Layperson Lecture #11
I’m not going to review the Lectionary for Resurrection Sunday, 12 April 2020, But as always I’ll link to them here: Early Service, Principal Service, Evening Service. Each link will open in a new browser tab.
Lent is over. It’s Resurrection Sunday and the tomb stands empty. We’ve taken ourselves from self-reflection and examination, to entering into our own triumphantly, to betrayal, trial, destruction, and coming back to life after our tribulations.
To me, Lent from Ash Wednesday to Resurrection Sunday is a great spiritual metaphor for the Coming Out process.
We spend our time in the wilderness of our own thoughts, maybe denying ourselves that which we desire because we’ve been misled by the cissexist and heterosexist propaganda which permeates our societies and cultures and religions. After all this time trying to purify ourselves against something that didn’t need purifying, we Come Out. And this Coming Out is our Triumphal Entry into our world, much like the Palm Sunday story. But not long after the joy and relief of Coming Out, we get betrayed. Maybe it’s intentional, maybe it isn’t. But ultimately, it happens. We’re asked to account for ourselves: our genders, our orientations. Accusations are made, and we’re crucified for our so-called life choices. We lose friends, family, partners, jobs, homes.
We retreat, collapsing inward upon ourselves like stars exploding under the weight of their own gravity. We feel like we’ve fallen into a place where even light cannot find us.
But then, something happens. It wasn’t so much we were stars that flamed out. No. It was more like we were caterpillars which went into our cocoons, dissolving, disintegrating, only to emerge as something new and yet still the same.
“But, Constance,” you might say, “what of those who don’t survive their crucifixions? What of the murdered and the suicides?”
“A very good question,” I would answer. “What is remembered, lives. Our Beloved Dead rise in power when we speak of them and refuse to let the world forget them.”
I’m sure the story of Lent from Ash Wednesday to Resurrection Sunday can be applied to various aspects of people’s lives, not just Coming Out. But part of my rationale for The Idiot Before G0D is to provide a form of ministry that I wasn’t able to find in the wider church. My ministry is unconventional, and I don’t think it could be any other way and still be genuinely mine.
So with that in mind, may our lives be unconventional ministries for any who might need them, even if it’s only ourselves. And may we minister with the blessings of the Lover, the Beloved, and Love Overflowing. Amen, and go with G0D.