Guest Writer: Larry Burton, life after death
“So, what do you think about life-after-death?”
As an Episcopal priest, I have heard that question, or others like it, more times than I care to count. I’ve come to think that the Resurrection event may not cover the question of what happens when we die, like I would have thought it did. “But,” a friend said, “that was Jesus. This is me.” Fair enough.
A group of us have been reading Frederick Buechner’s A Crazy, Holy Grace. Buechner, now 92, is a prolific author and theologian for whom many of us have great admiration. In part of this book he imagines a conversation with his grandmother who has been dead for more than forty years. She tells him that death is like stepping off a trolley car. Life does not stop but rather continues as a further deepening of understanding of God's grace and love. That imagined conversation stopped me in my tracks.
For most of my life as a theologian I have thought (and taught) something similar, but it was far more abstract, and ultimately not quite satisfying. Buechner has his grandmother put humanity on my abstractness, and offers an image of continuity in God that, as I said, stopped me flat. Did I believe what I had been teaching. Yes. No question. But now the abstract has taken on a form that both challenges and delights.
So, I had my own conversation with my preacher father and step-mother. Both are dead. But they were delighted to talk with me. “Sorry you had to wait so long to understand,” Dad said after I told him about Buechner’s book. (My father was a Buechner fan, and so he was clearly way ahead of me. My step mother added her two cents worth: “I always thought suddenly I’d ‘get it,’ but it didn’t happen that way. There are always new layers or new heights, and my heart! My heart just continues to open wider and wider.”
My words in their mouths? Or, their words in my mouth? Buechner’s grandmother challenges her grandson, just as I am challenged. Buechner’s major point is that memory can be an astounding portal into the wonders of God. So, what do I think about life-after-death? I am more convinced than ever that as a beloved child of God, access to the reality of God’s love is far more cosmic, mysterious, and wondrous than I had imagined. It is more than Resurrection; it is a continuing transformation moving toward God’s very heart.
Frederick Buechner’s birthday was two days ago on Wednesday, July 11.