The editorial in the latest Consumer magazine begins with this sentence: By the time you read this, Easter will be a distant guilt trip away. People who read the Guardian Weekly are probably familiar with the irascible old bloke,
Professor Pedanticus, who has a melt-down with every logical fallacy he
encounters, or non sequitur. There is
something of the Pedanticus in me, on reading that sentence: By the
time you read this, Easter will be a distant guilt trip away.
Everything is wrong with that statement. Easter is the high festival of Christian
faith. Easter celebrates the storming of
the gates of hell by humility and goodness.
It announces that evil and death do not have the final word. It proclaims life. Easter forms and directs our faith and life,
day by day, and from here to eternity. It
is never distant.
By distant guilt trip,
says this writer Sue Chetwin, she means that we are slowly recovering from our
over indulgence in chocolate eggs and chocolate easter bunnies. Well,
some may be. Others of us may not have wallowed
in chocolate to celebrate Easter. And
yet others, who did, are not yet on the road to recovery. At another level of this – because secularism
too has its levels of meaning – she says the real problem with chocolate is not
so much sugar, as palm oil, a major ingredient.
So this is now an issue of justice.
The rich world’s hunger for palm oil in all manner of products is
destroying ancient rain forests, and so the habitats of many animal
species. It is also feeding widespread
political and commercial corruption. I
am sure she is right. But in the process
she has managed to turn Easter from the most sublime moment in Christian truth,
to that most tedious of modern clichés, a guilt trip. In cliché-land that’s right up there these
days with adrenalin rush and caffeine fix.
Now of course, I am not being kind here to Ms Chetwin who is
simply doing her job. I am wanting to talk
sensibly about Easter. It is a mistake
to expect the secular culture to know or appreciate what we greet and
celebrate. Indeed it seems, there is now
a growing anger if “religion” is brought into the secular encounter with easter
at all. Secularism defaults to
sentimentalism, to easter bunnies and wicked chocolate – and ploys for keeping
your children entertained and not bored.
In the church’s earliest years, Easter was the
reinterpretation of the Jewish Seder, the Passover. In the most ancient liturgical words we have,
Jesus shared a meal with his followers, he gave new meaning to the ritual meal
of the Jews, he was then arrested and he died at the hands of the Romans. On the third day the tomb was empty and the
lives of his followers radically transformed.
He has become the Giver and Renewer of Life, making – as the Hebrew
prophet said long ago – all things new. His presence makes possible our contemplative
prayer, and all the light we may see in darkness. Distant
guilt trip…? How sad to be so far
from the point.
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