THE PROPHECY OF EASTER (click on the pic)
The shackles of Egypt are broken. Prisons
are going empty. Pharaoh is
going under. The enslaved people are raising their
head and charging ahead towards freedom. They shout with joy. It is the Passover!
The Christian Passover takes up the
Jewish Passover and carries it to extremes.
All sufferings, all deaths and even nothingness are swallowed up in the
tomb of Jesus while from the root of matter and from all broken flesh rises in
silence the luminous freshness of a new Creation. Jesus is risen and the world
is saved.
And yet, day after day, the most
beautiful hopes are being slaughtered. Caiaphas,
Herod, Pilate and Judas keep on ruling as masters on the Earth. The great
Reality which guides us and helps us to live is not the light of a world transfigured
by the Resurrection, but the Market.
The Market is not only a hand but
also an invisible face; it is almighty and present everywhere. It gives us life
and kills us. It watches us even under our beds. It decides what we must put in
our plates. It dictates our fashions, our priorities and our laws. It is supreme. It decides about
everything. It is the Market that decides what
has value and what is not valuable. It covers the whole world and masters our spirits. It
is the beginning and the end of History, the conqueror of the skies; it is our savior and our god. The
Market is the unbelievable, the transcendental, the unique Reality. No more space for the Prophecy.
Still, the resurrection is the great
Prophecy of the whole History.
Prophecy is a brief moment of light
where time and space are abolished so as to allow us to catch in the depths of
our innermost being a glimpse of the ultimate Reality of what we are and of
what we are becoming, as if the Earth parted herself a little to show us the
fire which she keeps hidden in her belly, and by doing so, unveiled to us that we
are born of the Sun.
Who could have told?
The resurrection is the prophecy put
up like a lighthouse in the fog and tumults of our lives. It is the invisible
energy which crosses the universe and barges into the human being to keep him
alert and to propel him towards his own greatness. It brings him to meet what
is coming and to what is to come.
Easter is tolling the knell for our
loosening up and deals a hard blow to our false gods like the all-powerful
Market, the alienating Religion and the tyranny of the blind and stubborn Ego.
Easter is the ice that is going away
and life which is coming back; it is the end of winter ant the coming of
spring.
At Easter, under our stormy skies,
the Magnificat and the Beatitudes are winning. The tip of Death’s spear is
broken. From now on, Life bursts out into gerbes of fire from the hands that
were nailed on a cross.
There stands
the future!
ELOY ROY
Translated from the French by Jacques Bourdages.
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