Christianity is the only world religion that confesses a God who suffers. It is not all that popular an idea, even among Christians. We prefer a God who prevents suffering, only that is not the God we have got. What the cross teaches us is that God’s power is not the power to force human choices and end human pain. It is, instead, the power to pick up the shattered pieces and make something holy out of them—not from a distance but right close up. — Barbara Brown Taylor, God in Pain, kindle edition, 1998, p.118
If I were writing the Easter story, I wouldn’t write it like John.
For example: in the Gospel According to John, the risen Jesus greets the disciples with ‘Peace be with you!’ Shalom!
My Jesus would be still a bit angry with them, you know? He’d rebuke them. He’d tell them he expected better next time, they’d better pull their socks up or gird their loins or whatever they did back then.
And what’s more, my Jesus wouldn’t have wounds. He’d be pristine perfect.
I mean, whoever heard of a resurrected Lord with wounds?
The very thought is bizarre. Yet there it is.
Shall we try to make some sense out of this risen but wounded Lord?