Whenever we encounter a human being in such a way that we feel absolutely certain of the infinity of that person’s worth and the eternity of his or her life, that is Easter.
–Eugen Drewermann, Dying We Live: Meditations for Lent and Easter
Can’t say that I am a religious person, religion never being much of a part of my upbringing. I never attended a single Easter service and pretty much thought of the day in terms of chocolate Easter bunnies and colored eggs in my youth. But I respected the traditions and stories of the Bible and of the other religions as I picked them up through the years and understood the solemnity and importance of faith, even if my own was sometimes lacking. Christ’s resurrection as a metaphor for change and rebirth in one’s own life always resonated with me, much like the sentiment expressed above from German theologian Eugen Drewermann.
That being said, I thought I might play a little music this morning that had to do with the fact that it is Easter Sunday.
I have always been drawn to and moved by the passion and conviction of the great gospel songs especially when performed by those blessed with the talent to elevate the material, such as Mahalia Jackson, Sister Rosetta Tharpe, and all so many others. Sam Cooke, one of the greatest pop and R & B stars of the 50’s and early 60’s, was also a great gospel singer. I loved his voice and could listen to him sing the phone book but when he sang the gospel, it was often magic. Here’s his version of Were You There (When They Crucified My Lord), which is an old plantation spiritual that fits in with the day and, performed by Sam Cooke is as I said, magic.
The post above is most a replay from back in 2014. I added the passage from Eugen Drewermann and added one of my early paintings from the 1995-96 series, Exiles.