Irenaeus – Scribbling Theology

In my last post, I asked a question that sits underneath much of our theology, whether we realise it or not. Did Jesus save us from God, or from sin and death?

This is a question that comes into sharp focus on Good Friday, and Easter Sunday offers the answer.

If Jesus really rose from the dead, Easter signals the single greatest change in reality: the ultimate defeat of sin and death. The resurrection is not about dealing with guilt or our moral standing but about the breaking of powers that hold humanity captive. Because Christ has risen, fears, shame, and failures no longer have the final word. Resurrection is not abstract hope, but a source of real freedom and courage in daily life. This is the heart of the Easter message.

This means the resurrection should not be seen merely as an appendix to the cross. Instead, it is the lens through which we truly understand what the cross accomplished.

The Resurrection Is Not Proof. It Is Victory

We often describe the resurrection as proof of Jesus’ identity and God’s acceptance of his sacrifice. But the New Testament presents it differently.

Paul describes the resurrection not just as proof, but as a victory. “The last enemy to be destroyed is death” (1 Corinthians 15:26). Not managed. Not reinterpreted. Destroyed.

The resurrection is not God saying that a payment has been made. It is God declaring that the enemy has been defeated.

This is why Peter says it was impossible for death to keep hold of him (Acts 2:24). Death could not hold Jesus. Death lost its grip.

From the earliest centuries, the church understood this. Irenaeus speaks of Christ entering into death to undo it from within, recapitulating Adam and reversing humanity’s trajectory (Against Heresies 3.18.1). Athanasius says that by his death and resurrection, Christ “trampled down death by death” (On the Incarnation 27).

This is not just metaphor. It is about reality itself. Something has shifted.

So What Were We Saved From?

If Easter is victory, then we need to ask the question again. Saved from what? Scripture does not present us as saved from God.

Scripture consistently presents God as the one who saves, not the one we are rescued from. “God was in Christ reconciling the world to himself” (2 Corinthians 5:19), not reconciling himself to the world.

What then holds us? Sin. Death. Corruption.

Paul describes sin as a power that enslaves us (Romans 6:6). Death is not just an event, but a force that spreads through humanity (Romans 5:14).

We are not depicted as trapped between an angry God and a moral ledger, but under powers that deform, enslave, and destroy.

Easter tells us those powers have been confronted and broken. Therefore, we do not need to live in fear. In Christ, we are free from the grip of sin and death and can walk in confidence and hope.

The Cross in the Light of the Resurrection

Without Easter, the cross looks like failure. A righteous man executed. Another life swallowed by the machinery of empire and death. But with Easter, we see the cross as the moment when death tried to go too far.

Jesus enters fully into the human condition, even to the point of death on a cross (Philippians 2:8). And in doing so, he allows death to do its worst.

But death cannot hold him. In swallowing Christ, death swallows something it cannot digest.

Paul says Christ has disarmed rulers and authorities, making a public spectacle of them (Colossians 2:15). Their apparent victory is actually their defeat.

Some scholars argue that the resurrection is about life after life after death—the beginning of a new creation breaking into the present (see N. T. Wright, Surprised by Hope). Michael Gorman describes the cross and resurrection as a single movement of divine self-giving love that defeats the powers and creates a new way of being human (Cruciformity).

The cross is not set aside by the resurrection. It is more fully understood in its light.

A Garden Again

John tells us that Mary mistakes Jesus for the gardener (John 20:15). It is a strange detail that almost seems unnecessary. Unless it is not.

The story began in a garden. Humanity was called to bear the image of God, to cultivate, and to participate in the life of creation (Genesis 1:26, Genesis 2:15). That vocation was fractured. The ground itself became a place of resistance and decay.

Now, on the first day of the week, in a garden, a man stands alive after death. Mary is not entirely wrong. New creation has begun.

Paul calls Christ the firstfruits (1 Corinthians 15:20). Not an isolated miracle, but the beginning of a harvest. What has happened to Jesus is not unique to him. It is the future of creation brought forward into the present.

God has not abandoned the world. He has begun to remake it. And this work of new creation is not something God does alone. We are invited to take part, to join together as a community in cultivating hope, working for renewal, and tending the places where resurrection life breaks into our world. As we participate in God’s ongoing work, we discover that new creation is something we are called to share and build together.

Unrecognised Life

Yet, no one recognises him.

Mary does not. The disciples on the road to Emmaus do not (Luke 24:16). Even those closest to him struggle to see. This is not incidental.

Resurrection life is connected to this world, but it is not limited to it.

Resurrection life is real, embodied, and tangible. Jesus eats, speaks, and bears wounds (Luke 24:39-43, John 20:27), yet is also transformed and no longer bound or limited in the same way.

The problem is not that the resurrection is unclear; it is that we do not yet know how to see it. For many, this can be difficult. Doubt and uncertainty are genuine parts of the journey for disciples, then and now. If you find yourself struggling to perceive resurrection life, know that you are not alone; those closest to Jesus did not recognise him at first either. As we honestly bring our questions and hopes before God, even small acts of trust can open us to new ways of seeing. Sometimes we borrow others’ faith until we catch a glimpse of resurrection life for ourselves.

Gregory of Nyssa writes of the resurrection as the transformation of human nature into incorruptibility, not the abandonment of embodiment but its fulfilment (On the Soul and the Resurrection).

The risen Christ is not less physical. He is even more alive than before.

The Wounds Remain

Thomas is invited to touch the wounds (John 20:27). This matters.

The resurrection does not remove suffering’s marks, but transforms them. The scars, no longer signs of defeat, become evidence of victory. God redeems, not erases, history.

The cross is brought into resurrection life, not as a sign of shame, but as a sign of glory.

Raised With Him

If this is true, then Easter is not just something that happened to Jesus. It is something we are all drawn into.

“Sin entered the world through Adam, bringing death to all humanity, but through Jesus Christ, righteousness and life are offered to all.” (Romans 5:12)

“We were buried therefore with him by baptism into death, in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead… we too might walk in newness of life” (Romans 6:4).

“Set your minds on things that are above… for you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God” (Colossians 3:2-3).

Resurrection is not just something for the future; it is participation in the now.

Dallas Willard speaks of eternal life not as duration but as a kind of life, the life of the age to come made available in the present. Easter is the moment that life breaks into history and becomes accessible.

Following Jesus is not just about believing things about him; it is living from a different reality now. This means allowing the hope and freedom of resurrection to actually shape our daily actions and attitudes. For example, when we extend forgiveness rather than hold onto resentment, or when we choose hope in the face of disappointment, we are living out this new reality. Serving others, practising kindness, or showing generosity even when it is difficult are all practical ways in which resurrection life breaks into our world through us. Each ordinary act, offered in trust that Christ’s victory is real, becomes a sign of the new creation at work.

Sunday

Easter Sunday does not just undo death; it breaks its power completely. This is at the heart of the Christian message: death’s rule is over, and new creation has started. It is the end of its authority.

God did not need to be reconciled to us. We needed to be saved from everything that was destroying us.

Sin has been confronted. Death has been undone. Creation has begun again.

And the risen Christ stands, still bearing wounds, still calling our name, inviting us not just to believe in resurrection, but to live out of it.

When William Paul Young wrote The Shack, he was not trying to explain why terrible things happen. He was writing his way through sorrow. Like Job, he sat among the ashes, surrounded by questions that would not rest. Out of that ache came a story. Not a sermon, but a parable about the God who meets us in our broken places.

The Silence of God

In the book of Job, the suffering man cries into the dark, “Oh, that I knew where I might find him.” Mackenzie, the father in The Shack, makes the same cry. He pleads for answers, for justice, for the God who seems to have turned away. And then, like Job, he receives not an explanation but an encounter.

The story reminds us that God does not stand outside pain, observing from a safe distance. God enters it. The cross is not a theory of evil but the place where God shares it. Gregory of Nyssa (c. 335–395) once wrote, “That which He has not assumed He has not healed.” When Christ took on our humanity, our confusion, our fear, our grief, He turned suffering into the place where healing begins.

The Human Face of God

What startled many readers of The Shack was how ordinary God seemed. The Father, called Papa, is a warm woman who laughs and bakes bread. The Spirit moves like a soft wind, full of life. Jesus is earthy, playful, and scarred.

For some, this felt irreverent. For others, it was freeing. It reminded us that the mystery of God is larger than our imagination, and that God is not afraid of being close. Irenaeus of Lyons (c. 130–202) once said, “The glory of God is a human being fully alive.” The divine shows up not in grand displays of power but in the tenderness of relationship.

For me, that image of God as a woman was strangely comforting. I have carried my own wounds around the word “father,” the kind of ache that makes intimacy with God feel complicated. Meeting God first in a motherly form would be a gentler introduction for my heart, an invitation to trust again before I could rediscover what “Father” might really mean. And that is all right.

God is not confined to any one image or gender. Scripture speaks of God as a mother who comforts her child, as a father who runs to embrace his son, as wisdom dancing at creation, as spirit breathing over the waters. God contains them all and yet exceeds them all. When God meets us, it is always in the way that heals us best.

And perhaps that is what The Shack captures so beautifully. God does not always have to relate to us in perfect theological categories. The God of the novel might not look exactly like the Trinitarian formulations of church history, but that does not make the encounter less true. Sometimes what is doctrinally perfect is not what is pastorally healing. Sometimes what is fact is not yet what is good for us.

God meets us where we are, not where we have managed to arrive theologically.

These kitchen scenes of cooking, laughing, and washing dishes are not incidental. They show us that heaven is not far away, and that holiness is not fragile. God is at home in our kitchens and our conversations, in the small things that hold the world together. Bread broken in love is never just bread. It becomes the body of grace in every act of forgiveness.

The Dance of Relationship

The story shows the Trinity not as an idea to explain but as a living dance of love. Mack finds himself in a circle of laughter, humility, and delight. Father, Son, and Spirit moving together. There is no hierarchy, no fear, only mutual joy.

This is what divine life looks like, communion that never ends. Mack’s healing does not come through answers but through being drawn into relationship. He learns to trust again. He learns that forgiveness is not demanded of him but offered to him. The Father holds his pain without rushing him. The Spirit guides him into honesty. Jesus walks beside him in the dirt, showing him that redemption is as simple and sacred as friendship.

The Trinity is not explained here. It is experienced. The story whispers that God’s power is not the power to control but the power to love without limit.

The Mystery of Shared Suffering

When Mack asks why God allowed his daughter to die, God does not give a reason. God grieves with him. The most daring moment in the book is when we see God cry. Those tears are not weakness. They are the heart of compassion.

In Christ, God takes our pain into Himself, and in doing so makes it holy. The tears of God in The Shack reflect the tears of Christ at Lazarus’ tomb, tears that do not remove death but transform it.

The story shifts our question from Why does God allow suffering? to Where is God in my suffering? And the answer, again and again, is Here.

The Shacks We Carry

Each of us has a shack, a place in our hearts that we have boarded up, a room where grief or guilt still lives. We avoid it. We build our lives around it. But this story invites us to step inside again, not alone but with God.

When we dare to enter that place, we may find what Mack finds, that the very ground of our pain can become the ground of God’s presence. The shack becomes a temple. It becomes a place of communion.

Athanasius of Alexandria (c. 296–373) once wrote, “God became what we are, that He might make us what He is.” In other words, God steps fully into our humanity so that our humanity can be gathered into divine love. God meets Mack not to undo what happened, but to show him that nothing, not even the deepest wound, can separate him from love. What changes is not the past but the way it is carried, from isolation to belonging, from despair to trust.

An Invitation

Perhaps The Shack is not a story to be solved but a space to inhabit. It does not offer tidy explanations. It opens a room for encounter. It asks whether we are willing to meet God, not the idea of God, but the living presence who cooks, who laughs, who cries, who stays.

So maybe the question for us is this.
Where is our own shack?
Where is that place we have locked away because it hurts too much to enter?
And what if God is already there, waiting by the fire, patient as bread rising in the oven, whispering, “You were never meant to carry this alone”?

The heart of the story is not about understanding suffering but about discovering love. It is not about solving God but trusting God. Faith is not built on answers. It is built on presence.

And maybe that is the quiet truth of The Shack: that God is nearer than we ever dared to believe, nearer than our pain, nearer than our fear, nearer than our own breath.

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