The Incident of the Woman, the Serpent, and the Apple in the Garden revisited

I remember a dinner party many years ago at a colleague’s home. Along one wall of the dining room stood a large terrarium containing several very large snakes. For someone who grew up in a country without snakes, being surrounded by them while trying to enjoy dinner provoked a certain… primal discomfort.

Conversation continued. Glasses clinked. Dinner was served. But I confess—I never quite relaxed. Somewhere deep in the human nervous system lives an ancient instinct: snakes are not to be trusted.

All fairy stories need a villain, and for most of us the snake fills the role perfectly well. Perhaps that explains why the serpent has occupied such a powerful place in human imagination for thousands of years—most famously in the Genesis story of the garden.

Just as Adam and Eve settle into carefree existence, something unexpected happens. A conversation begins. A question is asked. A boundary is crossed. Innocence is lost. To paraphrase Rabbie Burns—with some theological license—the best-laid plans of God and humanity often go astray. Who says God is never surprised?

The story that unfolds in Genesis has always challenged the religious imagination. Adam and Eve eat from the only tree forbidden to them, and immediately the blame game begins:

“Not me, Lord—it was her.”
“Not me, Lord—it was the serpent.”

Human history begins exactly where ours so often continues—with deflection, fear, and fractured responsibility.

But the deeper theological question remains: was this moment a disastrous fall from grace, or paradoxically a necessary step toward something greater?

Christian thought has never answered this question with a single voice.

In much of the Latin West, the story became known primarily as the Fall—a catastrophe with devastating consequences for humanity. In the Greek Christian East, however, another phrase emerged: felix culpa, the “happy fault.” Not because sin itself is good, but because redemption becomes possible through it.

The Apostle Paul traces this paradox when he draws a line from Adam to Christ: through human failure, God opens a path toward deeper grace.

Augustine of Hippo leaned decisively toward the tragic interpretation. His theology shaped what became the Western doctrine of original sin—the belief that humanity inherited a profound moral wound passed from generation to generation, healed through baptism.

For Augustine, human desire itself became suspect after Eden. It is striking that Adam and Eve’s first awareness after eating the fruit is shame about their bodies. They hide their nakedness. Sexual shame, something Augustine knew personally, profoundly shaped his theological imagination.

His interpretation took root so deeply that Catholic and Protestant traditions—otherwise divided on many matters—found rare agreement here.

Anglican theology, true to its vocation as a via media, or middle way, adopted a different emphasis.

We do not deny sin. But neither do we define humanity by it.

We hold together two truths simultaneously: human beings are broken, and human beings are dignified. Sin influences us, but it does not erase the image of God within us. Grace is therefore not merely corrective; it is restorative.

Like Paul, Anglican spirituality leans more heavily toward grace than condemnation. Human beings are vulnerable to self-centeredness not because we are irredeemably corrupt, but because our freedom is shaped by fear, culture, trauma, desire, and illusion. Our will is real—but never entirely free without grace.

Matthew’s Gospel revisits the Genesis story in a new setting—not a garden, but a wilderness.

Eden’s gates have long been closed. Humanity now lives east of Eden, in uncertainty and struggle. After his baptism, Jesus is led by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted.

There the ancient serpent appears again, this time as Satan, offering metaphorical apples: power, control, certainty, invulnerability.

The ancient whisper returns: You can have it all. You can decide good and evil for yourself.

Unlike Adam and Eve—spiritually young and suddenly awakened—Jesus sees through the illusion. He knows who he is. More importantly, he knows whose he is.

Why prohibit the tree in the first place? Was God trying to keep humanity naïve or dependent?

Perhaps the prohibition was less restriction than parental guidance—loving protection until maturity could catch up with freedom.

Suddenly the garden story feels startlingly contemporary.

We are now handing powerful technologies—social media, algorithmic influence, endless comparison—to young people long before emotional maturity has formed. Children encounter limitless judgments and limitless choices without the wisdom needed to interpret them.

We are only beginning to see the consequences: anxiety, isolation, depression, despair.

Freedom without maturity is not liberation. It is danger.

The serpent’s whisper has gone digital

In the wilderness, Jesus confronts the illusion of unlimited choice and reveals something essential: freedom is not having every option available; freedom is knowing which options lead to life.

The wilderness is not merely geographical. It is spiritual and psychological—a landscape where our struggle to exercise wise freedom becomes visible.

This is where Lent begins.

After the clarity of the Transfiguration comes descent into the inner terrain we usually avoid. Here we discover something uncomfortable: sin is rarely dramatic rebellion. More often it is subtle confusion—a slow venom that dulls moral clarity.

The serpent becomes a powerful metaphor. Sin works like a toxin, numbing compassion and distorting perception.

If sin is the toxin, repentance is the antidote.

The Prayer Book invites us to keep a holy Lent through practices meant not to punish but to heal.

Self-examination reconnects us with emotions we prefer to avoid—anger, envy, resentment, fear, bitterness. Properly understood, self-examination is not self-criticism; it replaces the harsh inner voice of judgment with the gentler voice of grace.

Fasting introduces small discomforts that awaken awareness. We notice habits of consumption—food, screens, shopping, distraction, even the careless spending of time. Abundance easily breeds entitlement, yet awareness can transform abundance into gratitude, and gratitude into generosity.

Prayer, worship, and study retrain attention. They cultivate what the seventeenth-century Anglican divines called habitual recollection—an awareness of God’s presence permeating ordinary life.

Lenten disciplines are not punishments. They are detoxifications.

In the wilderness, Jesus shows us what humanity looks like when rooted in God: clear-sighted, grounded, and free—not because every choice is available, but because wisdom learns which choices lead toward life.

Lent gives us practice in noticing the difference.

The serpent, then, is not merely the villain of an ancient story. It is the voice of self-delusion—the temptation to remain in willful innocence, to avoid truth, to mistake unlimited choice for genuine freedom.

Lent does not invite us back to Eden’s innocence.

It invites us forward into mature freedom: a freedom shaped by grace, grounded in belonging, and healed by God’s patient, loving invitation.

Transfiguration in a Disenchanted Age

Last Sunday after the Epiphany – 2026

We stand at a hinge in the liturgical year. Behind us lies the season of Epiphany with its moments of illumination. Ahead of us stretches the long road to Jerusalem and the austerity of Lent. At this pivotal point in the Jesus narrative, we are given two mountain stories: Moses on Sinai and Jesus on the Mount of Transfiguration. Two peaks. Two luminous encounters. Two moments when heaven and earth appear to overlap.

Across the wide sweep of Scripture—from Moses to Jesus—we can trace not a change in God, but a deepening in human awareness of God. For Moses, God is encountered “up there” and “out there”—in thunder and cloud, in fire and trembling mountain. God commands wind and sea. The divine presence is external, overwhelming, transcendent.

By the first century, something has shifted. The prophets speak of a law written on the heart. The psalmists cry from the depths of inward experience. By the time Jesus appears, God is no longer encountered only on mountains but within conscience, compassion, and community.

The movement is from “up there,”
to “in here,”
to “between us.”

This is not a movement from transcendence to its absence, but from transcendence as distance to transcendence as depth.

Charles Taylor describes a similar shift in Western consciousness. In A Secular Age, he speaks of the transition from an enchanted world to a disenchanted one. In 1500, belief in God in the West was nearly unavoidable. The world felt charged with spiritual presence. Today, belief can feel implausible. Reality appears calculable, controllable, confined.

In an enchanted age, transcendence saturates reality. In a disenchanted age, reality is saturated with immanence. We have descended from expansive connectivity into increasing isolation.

And yet the hunger for transcendence persists. We binge stories of magical realism. We attend concerts like revivals.
We chase peak experiences. We curate spiritual moments. The longing has not disappeared. The human spirit still yearns for more than what can be measured.

On the mountain of Transfiguration, Peter sees Jesus radiant, his face shining, his clothes dazzling. Moses and Elijah appear. The veil between material and spiritual reality thins. Time itself seems to bend. In response, Peter cries out:

“Lord, it is good for us to be here. Let us build three dwellings.”

He wants to contain the moment, to hold it in place, to domesticate transcendence within the structures of control.

But the cloud descends. The voice speaks. And just as suddenly, it is over.

As they descend, Jesus orders silence: “Tell no one about the vision until the Son of Man has been raised.”

Illumination and secrecy. Now—and not yet.

But why secrecy?

Because revelation without readiness can distort.
Because glory without the cross becomes fantasy.
Because peak experience is never the destination—it is only ever a preparation.

The mountain is not a residence. It is a revelation.

The Transfiguration is a moment when the spiritual penetrates the material, allowing Jesus and his disciples to see more clearly the path downward and onward.

We often imagine transcendence as altitude. But altitude is a primitive religious metaphor.

When Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. declared, “I’ve been to the mountaintop,” no one assumed he had taken a hike. The mountain had become a metaphor for moral clarity, prophetic vision, the ability to see beyond present injustice toward promised possibility.

Transcendence is not about geography. It is about perception. And here lies the paradox for us in 2026: in a disenchanted age, transcendence is not found by escaping immanence. It is discovered within it. Not somewhere else. Right here.

The distinction between joy and happiness helps illuminate this.

Happiness is self-focused.
Joy is self-transcending.

Happiness asks, “How do I feel?”
Joy asks, “Who can I share this with?”

Joy and grief are closer than we imagine. At births and weddings, at funerals and memorials, we are carried beyond ourselves. In deep grief, we transcend the self just as surely as in deep joy. We are bound to others in shared vulnerability. Both joy and grief rupture the illusion that we are alone on center stage. Both are moments of transcendence that reconfigure our experience at the very heart of immanence.

In recent days, the people of Minneapolis have experienced something that, in its own way, bears the shape of transfiguration. Moments of crisis have catalyzed protest. Protest has coalesced into collective resistance to power. In those moments, something happens “between us.”

Strangers stand together.
Voices rise in chorus.
Fear and courage intertwine.
Grief and determination occupy the same streets.

No one would call such days “happy.” Yet they are transcendent. In the face of injustice, people move beyond private preoccupation. They step off the lonely center stage of individualism and into a web of shared vulnerability and resolve. Community, no longer theoretical, becomes embodied.

Ordinary streets become sites of moral clarity. Immanence becomes the arena of transcendence.

Not dazzling light on a mountaintop,
but illumination in the midst of pain.
Not escape from history,
but deeper engagement within it.

This, too, is transfiguration!

The disciples glimpse glory. But they must descend the mountain back into ordinary existence. They have glimpsed who Jesus is. But they must walk with him toward who he must become.

The Transfiguration is a hinge moment. Behind it lie teaching and healing in Galilee. Ahead lies the costly solidarity of Jerusalem.

Behind us is the light of Epiphany. Ahead lies the demanding honesty of Lent that will strip away illusion, confront us with suffering, and challenge our need for distraction.

But today we are given a glimpse—so that when darkness comes, we remember that Transcendence is real, not as escape, but as empowerment to live in the present moment – to face its challenges and to embrace its opportunities.

The thread that binds Moses, Jesus, Charles Taylor, Martin Luther King Jr., Minneapolis, joy and grief together is this:

Transcendence is not about leaving the world.
It is about seeing the world differently.

It is not about climbing higher.
It is about loving deeper.

It is not found in isolated bliss.
It is found in relational courage.

God is not only “up there.”
Not only “in here.”
But “between us.”

In the space where we risk connection. Where grief becomes solidarity. Where solidarity transforms hope, Jesus does not remain on the mountain. He touches the frightened disciples and says, “Get up. Do not be afraid.” Then he sets his face toward Jerusalem—toward suffering, service, and a love that does not retreat.

“Listen to him,” the voice from the cloud commands.

And what does he teach?

Blessed are the poor.
Blessed are the peacemakers.
Love your enemies.
Lose your life to find it.

This is transcendence within immanence. Glory revealed in vulnerability.

In a disenchanted age, we are tempted either to chase spectacle or to surrender to cynicism. The gospel offers a third way.

Attend to the relational space.
Stand together in grief.
Serve in love.
Resist injustice.
Practice courage.

Transcendence has not vanished. It has simply moved.

Not up there.
Not someday.
But here.
Now.
Between us.

The mountain shows what is possible.
The descent shows who we are becoming.

As we enter Lent in 2026—with political fractures, digital distraction, ecological anxiety, and spiritual weariness—the invitation is not to escape upward. It is to descend with purpose to discover that even in a disenchanted age, the world still burns with unconsumed fire—if we have eyes to see and ears to listen.

And so we listen.
We rise.
We walk down the mountain—together!

Let Your Light Shine

In my summation delivered at the end of my report to last week’s Annual Meeting, I warned that all our extensive ministries must always be more than good works by good people doing what good people do. We need a larger context in which to situate our activity. This is the collaboration with God in the unfolding of the divine dream of the world’s healing. So that which has been made low will be raised up, that which has grown old will be renewed, and that which is wrong about our world, the perpetuation of injustice and oppression, will be put to rights.

Both Isaiah and Jesus are wary of private devotion. They are suspicious of religious practices that leave the world unchanged. And both insist—each in their own way—that when faith does not show up in how we live with others, something essential has gone missing.

Isaiah offers the diagnosis with unsettling clarity. The people are doing everything right—or so they believe. They fast. They humble themselves. They seek God daily and delight to draw near. Their religious lives are active, intentional, and disciplined.

And yet God interrupts them with a piercing question: Why do you fast, but do not see? Why do you humble yourselves, but do not notice?

What is striking is what God does not say. God does not accuse them of bad faith. God does not dismiss their prayers as insincere. The problem is not that their devotion is false; it is that it has been carefully contained. Their religious practices have been sealed off from the rest of their lives.

Even on their fast days, they pursue their own interests. They pray while preserving systems that exploit others. They bow their heads in humility while keeping their hands closed. Repentance is performed, but never allowed to reorganize how they live, relate, or share power.

Isaiah’s critique endures because it names a temptation that never quite disappears—the temptation to mistake religious performance for faithfulness.

God’s response is blunt: This is not the fast I choose.

The fast God desires loosens the bonds of injustice. It breaks the yoke of oppression. It feeds the hungry, shelters the homeless, and honors the fragile web of human responsibility that binds us to one another. True devotion, Isaiah insists, is not measured by how much we withdraw from the world, but by how deeply we enter into its suffering with courage and generosity.

Only then—only then—does the promise appear: Then your light shall break forth like the dawn. Then healing shall spring up quickly. Then I will hear when you cry.

Light, in Isaiah, is the consequence when justice lies at the heart of religious practice.

It is at precisely this point that Jesus speaks.

“You are the salt of the earth. You are the light of the world.”

Jesus does not tell his listeners to become light. He assumes they already are. Light is not something the disciples manufacture; it is something entrusted to them. The danger Jesus names is not weakness, but concealment—light rendered harmless by being hidden or contained.

Salt only matters when it dissolves or is used to season. We have the expression to cast light on something. Jesus is asking us to cast light on the practice of our faith.

When Jesus says, Let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven, he is not inviting religious self-display. He is decrying religious invisibility. He stands firmly in Isaiah’s tradition: “good works” must be more than random acts of kindness. They must be justice-shaped, mercy-grounded, community-forming practices that make God’s character visible in the world.

Light shines not because we talk about God. Light shines through the way we choose to live our lives.

This is why Jesus immediately turns to the commandments. He is not abolishing them, nor replacing obedience with stricter rule-keeping, but a deeper commitment to faith as action. Being right with God happens when worship, ethics, prayer, money, power, and relationships stop being sealed off in compartments and begin to inform one another in our daily lives.

In this sense, Jesus echoes Isaiah in warning against devotion without justice. Jesus warns against faith that insists on remaining hidden. Both insist that a faithful life must be recognizable—not because it draws attention to itself, but because it changes the texture of the world around it.

These texts press on us because they name our own habits so precisely. We are adept at faith that stays interior, at spirituality that comforts without challenging, at worship that lifts our hearts while leaving our habits untouched. Scripture refuses to let us linger there.

The question is not whether we believe the right things. The question is whether our belief is reorganizing our lives in ways others can see. Does our fasting loosen anyone’s burden? Does our worship make room for others to come to the table? Does our faithfulness cast light on the shadows?

Isaiah promises that when justice takes root, light breaks forth. Jesus trusts that when lives are aligned with God’s purposes, light cannot help but shine. The world does not need more self-preoccupied religion. It needs faithful witness.

And the promise that holds these readings together is simple and demanding: when faith stops being something we perform and becomes something we practice—when devotion reshapes how we live with others—then light illuminates a world where what has been made low is being raised up, that which has grown old is being renewed, and where wrongs – the perpetuation of injustice and oppression, are being put to rights.


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