{"id":932079,"date":"2025-05-05T13:19:53","date_gmt":"2025-05-05T17:19:53","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2026-06-23T14:55:50","modified_gmt":"2026-06-23T18:55:50","slug":"bible-study-easter-7-c-june-1-2025","status":"publish","type":"bible_study","link":"https:\/\/staging.episcopalchurch.org\/es\/bible_study\/bible-study-easter-7-c-june-1-2025\/","title":{"rendered":"Bible Study: Easter 7 (C) \u2013 2025"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/www.episcopalchurch.org\/lectionary\/easter-7c\/\">RCL: Acts 16:16-34; Psalm 97; Revelation 22:12-14, 16-17, 20-21; John 17:20-26<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image alignright size-large is-resized\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.episcopalchurch.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Ea7-2025-Bible-Study-Graphic-FB-EN-1024x576.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-332083\" style=\"width:512px\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Love In a Waiting Room<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They stood in the hollow of time. In the ache between what had been and what had not yet begun. Jesus was gone. The Spirit\u2014that wild, uncatchable thing\u2014had not yet whispered their names. They were between stories, between breaths. The resurrection had happened. But the world had not yet caught up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This week\u2019s readings don\u2019t offer closure. They invite us into the raw, <strong>unresolved tension of faith<\/strong><strong>. <\/strong>The kind that bruises but sings. The kind that waits\u2014with breath caught between pain and promise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What is waiting, if not hunger? A longing stretched out too long. <strong>A hope whispered into silence.<\/strong>&nbsp; They had seen a miracle, the impossible. And still\u2014Rome was Rome. The whip still cracked. The coins still clinked in the hands of those with palaces, but no neighbors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And yet, something was moving. Not in the palace. Not in the courts. But in the bruised mouths of prisoners who sang at midnight. In the tremble of the ground beneath men who thought themselves immovable. This kingdom wasn\u2019t coming the way kingdoms usually do. No trumpets. No thrones. Just an empty tomb. A waiting room. A prayer mumbled into the dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And still\u2014love. A love that sits in the tension of an unfinished story.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This week\u2019s readings ask us a hard and holy question: What if resurrection isn\u2019t the end of pain, but the beginning of practice?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\" id=\"h-acts-16-16-34\"><strong>Acts 16:16-34<\/strong><\/h4>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>\u201cWell, That Escalated\u2026 Backwards\u201d<\/em><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She was a slave girl who knew things\u2014things that made powerful men nervous. Her life was measured in coins passed from hand to hand. She was doubly bound\u2014owned in body and haunted in spirit\u2014and had nothing left to lose. So, she followed Paul and Silas through the streets, shouting what was true\u2014but truth spoken by the wrong person is still ignored. Eventually, Paul\u2014frustrated, not merciful\u2014turned and cast the spirit out. It fled. And she was free.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But her freedom meant someone lost their income. A substantial loss for the men who\u2014we should say it plain\u2014owned her. So, they retaliated the way power always does when threatened. Paul and Silas were seized, dragged before the authorities, stripped and beaten. Shackled like dangerous men. Because profit lost is a dangerous thing\u2014a crime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In the darkness of the prison, with broken bodies and aching wrists\u2014they sing. A hymn through swollen lips. A melody wrapped around bruised ribs. And the earth listens. The prison shakes. The doors fling open. The chains fall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And curiously\u2014they do not run.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The jailer, who held the keys, sees the destruction and panics. Fearing disgrace, he prepares to take his own life. But Paul calls out\u2014loud and tender\u2014interrupting despair: \u201cDo not harm yourself. We are all here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Record scratch.<\/strong> The whole story turns inside out. The captives stay. The jailer is the one set free. The ones in chains do the freeing. The kingdom of God arrives\u2014not with fanfare, but soft-footed, in the dead of night. And a prison becomes\u2014somehow\u2014a place of joy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li>Who are you in this story? The girl who shouts the truth? The prisoner who sings anyway? The jailer undone by grace?<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>What chains\u2014seen or unseen\u2014are still binding you?<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>And what if freedom doesn\u2019t look like escape, but like staying put\u2026 until something sacred breaks open?<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\" id=\"h-psalm-97\"><strong>Psalm 97<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/h4>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>\u201cThis Is Why We Can\u2019t Have a Nice\u2026 God?\u201d<\/em><strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">If you&#8217;re looking for a nice, polite God, who shows up on time and doesn\u2019t make a mess \u2014you\u2019re not going to find him here. Psalm 97 is not the God of inspirational mugs and pithy bumper stickers. <strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The psalmist tells us God arrives in thick darkness, in rolling clouds, in lightning that sets fire to the sky. This is a God who comes like ravenous fire. Not your standard, cozy fire, but the kind that devours. The kind that clears the land of everything pretending to be unshakable. <strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">God\u2019s arrival makes mountains fold in on themselves. Even the tallest, surest things\u2014the ones we thought would stand forever\u2014melt like wax. And wax, if you\u2019ve seen it melt, does not resist. It simply yields.<strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And yet.<strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">There is another kind of fire. A fire that does not destroy but remembers. A fire that does not consume but calls your name.<strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Light has sprung up for the righteous. Joy for the truehearted.<strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This is fire that shows the way home. Fire that burns away all that is false, until only what is true remains.<strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So, we\u2019re left with a question. When the fire comes\u2014because it will\u2014will we brace ourselves against it? Or will we yield, and let it remake us?<strong><em><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li>What in you needs to be turned to ash, and what needs to be remade?<strong><\/strong><\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>How have you experienced both the terror and the tenderness of God?<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\" id=\"h-revelation-22-12-14-16-17-20-21\"><strong>Revelation 22:12-14, 16-17, 20-21<\/strong><\/h4>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>\u201cFor the Weirdos and the Weary\u201d<\/em><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What if the end is not the slamming of a door, but the sound of one creaking open? What if this strange, final word\u2014the one that comes after the dragons and the despair, after the blood and the beast\u2014isn\u2019t a threat, but a welcome? With someone whispering your name into the dark\u2014\u201ccome.\u201d<strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cLet everyone who is thirsty come. Let anyone who wishes take the water of life\u2026 as a gift.\u201d<strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Not a prize for the pious or a secret for the clever. A gift\u2014unearned, unmeasured\u2014just given. Because grace is ridiculous like that. This isn\u2019t Rome\u2019s way. Rome says, \u201cProve it. Earn it. Deserve it.\u201d But this city\u2014this kingdom whose gates never close\u2014says you\u2019re already enough. This isn\u2019t a kingdom for the shiny and successful. It\u2019s for the weirdos, the weary, the ones who cry at commercials.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Jesus says, \u201cI am coming soon.\u201d This isn\u2019t a quiet waiting. We wait the way women in labor wait\u2014breath caught between pain and promise. We wait by giving ourselves over to what will outlast the ache. We wait by becoming the welcome.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Come, Lord Jesus.<strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We are not waiting for the end. We are living at the beginning of something that hasn\u2019t fully arrived but is already true. We will speak as those who\u2019ve seen what mercy can do. We will believe\u2014still, even now\u2014that joy will have the final word.<strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li>What part of you is still thirsty, still exiled, still waiting at the edge of the city?<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Where have you mistaken the gates for walls?<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>What if the new city is already rising beneath your feet?<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\" id=\"h-john-17-20-26\"><strong>John 17:20-26<\/strong><\/h4>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>\u201cOneness. Not Sameness.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Right before everything went wrong\u2014or maybe right, depending on how you read the story\u2014before the cross, before the wounds, before the long silence of Saturday, Jesus prays.&nbsp; And it\u2019s not a prayer for one final miracle to shake the mountains and knock Caesar off his horse, which if we\u2019re honest would have been very satisfying. He prays that we would love each other. That we would be one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Not unity like Rome. Rome liked its lines straight, and its sandals polished and its enemies quiet. Jesus asks for a different kind of oneness\u2014that\u2019s ragged and stitched together and a little leaky at the seams. The kind you see when your brother screws up and you still help him move his couch anyway. The kind that takes work. That smells like soup and tears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This unity\u2014this holy, fragile thing\u2014is not about disappearing. It\u2019s about becoming. Becoming bound in love so thick, so visible, so stubborn it refuses to leave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cSo that the world may believe.\u201d Not because we\u2019ve argued them into it, or because we\u2019ve dazzled them with brilliance or force. But because there is something in this way of love that undoes the world\u2019s logic. Something so tender it feels dangerous. Something so faithful it sets the soul free. Love that sings even with broken ribs. Love that keeps binding wounds long after the headlines have moved on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This is the final prayer: that love would outlive the wound. That oneness would triumph over fear. That we would not forget how to belong to each other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This is the prayer. This is the legacy. This is the invitation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li>In what ways do we still prefer the unity of Rome\u2014controlled, clean, efficient\u2014over the slow, vulnerable unity of love?<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>What would it mean to treat the church not as an institution to defend, but as a communion to be risked?<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-file\"><a id=\"wp-block-file--media-61096785-3cdc-4529-987e-03d116fd408b\" href=\"https:\/\/www.episcopalchurch.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Easter-7-Bible-Study.docx\">Word \u2013 Easter 7 (C) Bible Study<\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/www.episcopalchurch.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Easter-7-Bible-Study.docx\" class=\"wp-block-file__button wp-element-button\" download aria-describedby=\"wp-block-file--media-61096785-3cdc-4529-987e-03d116fd408b\">Download<\/a><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-file\"><a id=\"wp-block-file--media-d473b6c1-a6d3-4e18-92a2-eb56fe74a96c\" href=\"https:\/\/www.episcopalchurch.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Easter-7-Bible-Study.pdf\">PDF \u2013 Easter 7 (C) Bible Study<\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/www.episcopalchurch.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/Easter-7-Bible-Study.pdf\" class=\"wp-block-file__button wp-element-button\" download aria-describedby=\"wp-block-file--media-d473b6c1-a6d3-4e18-92a2-eb56fe74a96c\">Download<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>RCL: Acts 16:16-34; Psalm 97; Revelation 22:12-14, 16-17, 20-21; John 17:20-26 Love In a Waiting Room They stood in the hollow of time. 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