By a perversion of justice he was taken away.
Who could have imagined his future? -Isaiah 53:8
Welcome to Holy Week 2025. The concept of Holy Week was invented during the middle ages, when pilgrims began to travel to holy sites and for entertainment—yes, entertainment!—acting troupes would put on what were called Mystery Plays. These were exciting reenactment of the events leading up to Easter, including Jesus’s entry into Jerusalem, the devil’s possession of Judas which led to his betrayal of Jesus, Jesus’s arrest and trial before both Herod and Pontius Pilate, his torture and crucifixion, his descent into Hell (a very important element of the story, and one we modern Christians tend to gloss over) and finally his resurrection. We see remnants of these mystery plays in our own Palm Sunday processions at church, in movies like Jesus Christ Superstar or Mel Gibson‘s Passion of the Christ, and in our own reenactment on Maundy Thursday of Jesus’s washing of his disciples’ feet as he celebrated the Passover meal.
When I was growing up, my parents celebrated Passover every year. My earliest childhood drawings are of the seder plate. I loved the sacred foods: the Matzoh, lifted high in blessing, the cup of wine, the salt water to represent the tears of the Israelite women, the bitter herbs for the bitterness of slavery. I loved to open the door for Elijah, who could return at any time. We had to close our eyes and then when we opened them again, the cup of wine was empty—had Elijah come?
It’s impossible to understand the meaning of Holy Week, except through sacred story. Who can believe that God, the ultimate Reality, Creator and Sustainer of the universe, could not only dwell with us in human form, but could die the most humiliating and shameful death known at that time? I don’t think our minds can wrap themselves around it without the accompaniment of these sacred stories, these legends going back to Adam and Eve in the garden, God’s promise to Abraham, or the Exodus from Egypt.
When we try to articulate the meaning of the cross without these sacred stories, we end up with a strange transactional formula that not only doesn’t make sense but leads to a dangerous and violent theology—most famously developed by Anselm in the Middle Ages (when these Mystery Plays were popular)—that God demanded “satisfaction” of His honor: He needed to punish human beings for their sins, and it was only when Jesus stepped forward to “pay the price” for our transgressions that God agreed to let it go. This strange and distorted view of God is still prevalent today, particularly in churches that have allied themselves with empire and domination.
We need the whole story, the story of the deliverance of God’s people from the oppressive system of domination represented by Pharaoh in Egypt, which is why Jesus came to Jerusalem during the festival of Passover, which this year coincides with our Holy Week. There is no way to separate the Passover festival—with its memories of liberation from slavery, from idolatry, from a betrayal of humanity’s true nature and vocation as the bearers of the image and likeness of God. There is no way to separate that story from the story of Jesus who leads us out of domination into liberation.
This Holy Week, as we meditate on the last days of Jesus during the season of Passover, as we ask ourselves what the story of the crucifixion means to us, may we remember and honor the Jewish people, our ancestors and siblings in faith.
Shalom
Rev. Adina