Raphael’s early sixteenth-century painting of the risen Christ is appropriate for this Sunday. Note the artist’s attention to the bodily resurrection and the wounds of Christ.
Like the disciples on the seashore, we are amazed that the risen Christ is so present in the commonplace and routine patterns and moments of everyday life. It is extraordinary because we least expect to come across the miracles of God and the marvel of the resurrection in such places and hours. But there Jesus is, showing up at mealtime, fully human, wholly resurrected, hinting that he is hungry and hoping his friends might be thoughtful enough to give him something to eat. The prosaic backdrop hardly prepares his followers for such a divine bolt from the blue. Surprise!
The astonishing truth about Easter is that it happens where we most need it to, in the very places where we live our lives. It happens where we spend our time. Easter happens in the rooms where we eat, sleep, play, work, laugh, and argue. Easter happens in our real world among real people making a real difference in our real time. If that is not true, then Easter is not true at all.
Christ's resurrection continues to be a miracle twenty centuries later precisely because the living Christ finds us in the mundane matters of life. "Listen! I am standing at the door, knocking; if you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in to you and eat with you, and you with me" (Revelation 3:20).
Christ's resurrection becomes our moment of Easter every time the Spirit of God breathes new hope into our old fears. Our hearts and minds are opened by the grace of God in the simple sharing of the meal where, with our risen Lord, we have a foretaste of the great Easter banquet yet to come.