„Last week, a pastor whose congregation is composed mostly of people who live without stable housing said to me: “All our other Holy Weeks have prepared us for this Holy Week.” Her community will surely face an unequal share of death in a pandemic that has already shown, as if we needed confirmation, that death comes much quicker for some in this unequal society.
This Easter, we look death squarely in the eye, as Jesus did, and weep. We cannot look away, as much as we try to distract ourselves with other things. A sickness unto death is everywhere we turn. This is not the Easter I hoped for, not the Easter I want for my people.
Yet this Easter strikes me as the most honest Easter in my entire life.”