For the modern era, we have struggled with how to keep Holy Week. Industrialization brought clocks, schedules, and work weeks. And with it, something we call “productivity,” which mostly appears to be a word for increasing expectations of busyness.

Patterns of keeping this time special have more or less evolved into simply having a Sunday for the Passion and then one for the Resurrection. To ensure we offer the “most important parts” at “the time people can be there.”

I’ve noticed how often lifelong Episcopalians make these Sundays their commitment, rather than join us throughout the week in learning and liturgy. Even when time and busyness isn’t the problem

Casting these theological ideas as the essential point misses the point most profoundly.

There is far more to our theology than the cross and the empty tomb. And far more to the missio dei than a dead and resurrected Jesus.

We gather during this time to remember. To literally re-connect (re-member) the story and people of God. That the divine politics of love and grace are beyond the scope of human comforts and preferences.

That love, true love, is for sharing, regardless of convenience.