Time and again the Church has found itself closer to Jesus, closer to the Holy Spirit, in the times when it’s been furthest from power as we usually understand power.

May we find in our own time the confidence that Peter and the others showed. May we, like the first apostles, be fearless witnesses to the work of God in the world.

Every year, we celebrate Easter with shouts of Alleluia, with fresh flowers, colorful clothes, and altogether too much chocolate. (Is there such a thing as too much chocolate?)

I love our Easter traditions. But our celebrations don’t look much like that first Easter Day, the day of Jesus’s resurrection. The ragtag group that followed Jesus during his years of ministry didn’t respond to his resurrection by singing “Hail thee festival day!” and shouting “Alleluia!” They didn’t rush out to buy a bouquet of lilies and a ham. They responded with confusion and terror and questions upon questions.

And who can blame them?

A member of St. Paul’s sent me the text of a blessing that fits well with this week, a good melding of the physical and the spiritual. A good reminder that the road to Easter is a hard road. Here’s how it goes:

“May God bless us with discomfort — discomfort at easy answers, half-truths, and superficial relationships, so that we may live deep within our hearts. May God bless us with anger — anger at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, so that we may work for justice, freedom, and peace. May God bless us with tears — tears to shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection, hunger, and war, so that we may reach out our hands to comfort them and turn their pain into joy. And may God bless us with foolishness — enough foolishness to believe that we can make a difference in this world, so that we can do what others claim cannot be done.”

The parable of the prodigal son is one of the richest passages in scripture. No matter how many times you’ve read it or listened to it, you can find something new. The parable is like a lens with many surfaces, a prism you can hold up to your eye and look through to find a new perspective—a new perspective on grace, on family, on sin, on forgiveness, on responsibility.

Repent! It’s a refrain of the Lenten season. We heard it again in today’s Gospel—and with a particularly stark warning. “Unless you repent, you will all perish.”

But what does it mean to repent?

What does it mean to live a life of faith?

Is faith mostly about believing certain propositions about God? Belief is part of faith, certainly. But if you think of faith as just an intellectual exercise, you’re missing out on a lot.

I have a ceramic sign in my office that says, “All shall be well.” It’s a quotation from Julian of Norwich. “All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.”

I believe that’s true. But there’s an unspoken “someday” at the end of the phrase. All shall be well...in God’s time. All shall be well...in the final analysis. All shall be well...eventually. All shall be well...someday.

But maybe not immediately.

We need the reminders that Ash Wednesday gives us. We need to remember that we are mortal—and fallible. We need the disciplines of the season of Lent—maybe especially in a time like this.

What does it really mean to love your enemy? What does it mean to forgive? What does it mean to give, expecting nothing in return?

You probably know the scene that’s been made famous by so many paintings: Jesus is sitting on a rock, on a hillside, surrounded by a crowd, perhaps with the Sea of Galilee off in the distance. In most of the paintings, Jesus has one arm raised in the air, underscoring his words, or blessing the crowd.

Jesus’s words are full of encouragement.

But that’s not the sermon we heard this morning.

I’ve talked to a lot of people lately who are feeling anxious. Maybe you’re one of them. Headlines are scary, rumors are flying, and it’s hard to know what to do next. I wish I could tell you that God will fix everything, but that doesn’t seem to be God’s way. God will be with us through whatever comes, but the work is ours to do.

Today is the Feast of the Presentation of Jesus in the Temple, also known as the Feast of the Purification, also known as Candlemas. Also known as Groundhog Day. And yes, there is a connection. Sort of. More on that later.

The church is much more than just a beautiful building. The church is the body of Christ in the world. And we are members of that body, called each in our own way to do the work of God, to use our gifts, as St. Paul said, for the common good.

The opportunity to be a part of the mission of God in the world is itself a gift.

Jesus’s baptism is less about something that happened to him and more about what it tells us about who he is.

It’s less about water and more about the voice that came from heaven saying, “You are my Son, the Beloved; with you I am well pleased.”

It’s less about John the Baptist standing in a river and more about what Jesus came to do.

Jesus’s incarnation is about more than his birth. It’s about the whole of his life. Jesus was a refugee and an exile. He lived in a time of violence and tragedy. He was a child—a real, human child. He worried and sometimes angered his parents.