In my mind, it’s easy to disassociate the last line of
Sunday’s gospel lesson (Luke 16:19-31) from the rest of the reading. As the
parable of Lazarus and the rich man comes to a close, I hear Abraham say to the
tormented man, “If [your brothers] do not listen to Moses and the prophets,
neither will they be convinced even if someone rises from the dead,” and I
think to myself, “Yes, people can be so stubborn that not even the resurrection
can sway their hearts!” And then I realize he’s talking about me. Uh oh.
The man is suffering in Hades. He’s in agony. The flames are
burning his body, and he sees no hope for redemption. “Please, Father Abraham,
send Lazarus back from heaven to warn my brothers to amend their lives so that
they don’t end up here with me!” But the amendment of life that the rich man is
talking about—the change that he wishes he had made while he was still alive—isn’t
believing in Jesus so that one can go to heaven. The message he wants to get
through to his family is the importance of taking care of the poor so that one
doesn’t go to hell. The tie-in to the resurrection isn’t that the empty tomb becomes
the content of faith but that the empty tomb would be proof that God’s word
throughout the ages—take care of the poor—should be taken seriously.
This parable isn’t an exhortation to believe in the empty tomb.
It’s a reminder to me that being a Christian—believing in the empty tomb—is about
more than merely celebrating a resurrection. It’s about letting that
resurrection take hold in my life so that I become an instrument of God’s
life-giving power. And what does that look like? It looks like the Lazaruses in
my life being taken care of.
Don’t ameliorate the power of this parable by dissolving the
link between resurrection and social justice. Jesus is taunting us. He’s
spurring us on. “If you’re going to believe in the resurrection,” he says, “don’t
forget to believe in its power!” We hold the resurrection as the center of our
faith and our very raison d’être. But
I think we have a tendency to stop there. Being a Christian isn’t as simple or
empty as confessing one’s belief in the empty tomb so that one might go to
heaven. There’s more to it than that. It starts with Easter, but then it
spreads.
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