Sunday, 8 June 2014

The Story Chapter 27 - The Resurrection


Tomb was empty – what was going on?

 

Let’s remind ourselves of what had happened:

 

First Reading - Matthew 27: 57-66  
 

First slide – what is this? Any guesses?

 

Second slide - Great Tapestry of Scotland – over 150 different panels.

 

Burke and Hare – who were they?

 

Couple of Irish labourers who lived in Edinburgh in the 1820’s.

 

Back then, there was a lot of money to be made in supplying bodies to the university for medical dissections, and so some bad people started stealing bodies from graves to make themselves some extra cash.

 

And when the police got to the scene in the graveyard, it looked like the dead person had come back to life and burst out of their coffin. That’s why these grave robbers were nicknamed resurrectionists.

 

You’ll often find that old churches, like our Old Kirk down off the A90, have a wee building at the gate called a mort-safe. And to stop people like Burke and Hare getting up to their tricks, they’d keep the coffin in the mortsafe until the body was of no use for medical science, and then they’d do the burial.

 

And I tell you that story this morning because when it comes to Easter Sunday, some people think that the resurrection wasn’t a miracle at all. There’s a very simple explanation for the empty tomb, they say. We know that people don’t come back from the dead, so the only conclusion is that somebody must have taken Jesus’ body.

 

That might sound very convincing, until you ask yourself the rather obvious question, why would anybody in this story want to remove Jesus body from the tomb? Who would want to do that?

 

The Romans didn’t want to – they wanted him buried and forgotten about as soon as possible. They wanted all the fuss around him to die down.

 

The Jewish leaders didn’t want to. As you heard from the story, they wanted to make very sure that Jesus stayed in the tomb. They were so determined, they went to see Pontius Pilate and asked for help to secure the tomb. And Pilate had the Roman seal placed on the stone for added security. People knew that if you broke that seal and tampered with the stone, it’d be you who’d end up on a cross.

 

So the Romans and the Jewish leaders had no interest in taking Jesus’ body away. The only reason anyone might have done that is if the disciples were planning to take his body away and then pretend that he’d come back from the dead.

 

Now let’s say, for the sake of argument, that’s what they were aiming to do.

 

Where did they find the courage to try that kind of stunt, having run away and hidden like cowards as Jesus was being killed? They ran from the Romans and the Temple Guard. They were gutted at the death of their friend. Would they have had the heart to even try this?

 

Even if they did, how did they get past the Roman guard who were there to protect the tomb?

 

How did they manage to carry a dead body through the streets of Jerusalem unnoticed during the busiest festival of the year when you could hardly move in the place?

 

How did they manage to convince hundreds of others that Jesus was alive in the days that followed?

 

And if it were all just a pretence, a lie that they’d cooked up together, how do you explain that every one of the disciples, bar Judas, went on to face persecution and even execution for proclaiming that Jesus had risen from the dead?

If it were all just a pretence, don’t you think at some point, someone would have admitted that to save their own skin?

 

It’s easy to suggest that someone took Jesus’ body that first Easter morning. But if you sit down and think about it for a moment – it doesn’t make any sense at all. No-one had either the ability or the motive to do so.

 

And what we’re left with is the story we’re reading this morning which tells us that Jesus was raised from the dead. Resurrected. If that’s true – and I believe it is – it shakes the foundations of everything we thought we knew about life and death. And it reminds us that whatever happens in the Lower story, God’s Upper story will always win the day.

 





Readings:  A couple of readings about peoples’ encounters with Jesus that first Easter morning:

 

John 20:11 – 18 

             

Luke 24:13-16, 28-35  

 

Video – The Test!

 

Well – how many of you noticed all those things that were going past your eyes as you were trying to count the cards?!

 

Struck me as a good illustration of what might be going on in these two stories from Easter morning. How could these folk meet the risen Jesus but not recognise him?

 

Maybe he was trying to disguise himself? It doesn’t take much to hide your identity. A hood over your head, or a scarf over your mouth would do it. Makes sense if the authorities are suddenly very interested in your whereabouts.

 

Maybe there was something spiritual going on. It sounds like Cleopas and his companion might have been kept from recognising Jesus in some way. Luke’s phrase ‘then their eyes were opened’ makes it sound like there’s more going on here than meets the eye.

 

Or maybe the card illustration has something to say to us on this. Maybe they struggle to recognise Jesus because their attention is elsewhere.

 

If we were to watch that video again, and instead of looking at the colour of the cards, you looked at the backs of them before they were turned over, it would seem so obvious.

 

I’ve said it many times before, but it bears repeating. Where we look determines what we see.

 

Mary’s grief-stricken. Confused. She’s looking at her pain, her loss. She’s holding them so tightly that she misses  the Jesus who’s right beside her until he speaks her name.

 

Cleopas and his friend are bereft. They’re looking at the past, wondering about the future. They almost miss the Christ who’s with them in the present – opening up the Scriptures, breaking bread with them.

 

According to Matthew, the last words of the risen Christ before his ascension were “I will be with you always.”

 

The Christ is always here with us, through his Spirit. His presence is promised.  The real question is – what are we looking at? Where are we focusing our attention?

 

I think most of us don’t need to be driven to distraction. We’re already living there, most of the time. Distracted by work, by worries, by our pastimes and hobbies. By money, relationships, health concerns.

 

We’re only human, after all. But it’s in that very humanity that Christ wants to meet us. Looking to him won’t make those issues fade away. But what it will do is help us see them in a different way. They won’t be all that’s on the horizon any longer. They won’t have the last word.

 

Is something possessing you just now – some worry or fear? Some set of circumstances you have to deal with?

 

Are you deliberately keeping yourself distracted so you don’t have to think too much about life and faith and where it’s all going?

 

Jesus spoke Mary’s name that first Easter morning. He broke bread with his friends in his usual way. And at that – suddenly - he had their full attention. What’s it going to take to get yours and mine?

 

 


Reading: John 20: 24-29 – Doubting 
  

A last word, in closing, about Thomas.

 

Poor Thomas gets a bad press most of the time. We remember his doubting, but we forget that when Jesus was preparing to go back to Jerusalem, knowing he was walking into danger, it was Thomas who urged them all to follow, saying “Let us go also, that we may die with him.”

 

But even that bold rallying cry smacks of fatalism. If Thomas had a fault it’s that he’s too immersed in the Lower Story. He can’t see beyond the bare facts of how things are. He struggles to believe that God’s at work in the background  to bring about his purposes.

 

And in the Lower Story, dead people stay dead. That’s why he can’t believe what the other disciples are telling him.

 

“Unless I see the scars of the nails in his hands and put my finger on those scars and my hand in his side, I will not believe”.

 

I guess he speaks for lots of people when he talks that way. Faith’s taken a battering over the past few decades because the only things people seem ready to believe in are things they can see and touch and explain.

 

But what if…..

  

What if there are mysteries out there so vast and incomprehensible that all our theories and certainties crumble to dust in the face of them?

 

What if all that we think is set in stone, is as enduring as a child’s soap bubble blown on the breeze?

 

And what if someone of infinite knowledge and power visited our little corner of the universe and demonstrated to us that there’s more going on out there than we will ever fathom or know.

 

What if we took that person and crucified him,  and hung a sign above his head, saying ‘does not compute’?

 

What if the Thomases, the rationalists, the atheists are like my little penguin friend here in this image– looking over the landscape of what they can see and proclaiming  ‘this is all there is!’!!  When underneath them, out of sight, is the 9/10ths of reality that they can’t see from where they’re standing.

 

What if Easter Sunday tells us that despite all our rational objections, there’s a power at work in the world that’s stronger even than death

and that there is nothing in all creation,

In the realm of spirits or higher powers,

in the world as it is or the world as it shall be,

in the forces of the universe,

in heights or depths -

nothing in all creation

that can separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

The love that was demonstrated at Calvary, and vindicated by the empty tomb.

 

A week after that first appearance, Thomas did indeed see Jesus with his own eyes. Funnily enough, the business about touching the wounds and sticking his hand in Jesus’ side seemed to fall off the agenda once the two of them were actually face to face.

 

“Because you have seen me. you have believed; said Jesus. Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”

 

That’s you and me, and almost every believer since Jesus spoke those words.

 

Are we foolish for believing what we’ve not seen with our own eyes?

 

I don’t think so.

 

A man throws a stone into a pond. We hear the splash and turn around. Do we see the stone? No. But we see the ripples, and we know what’s happened.

 

The ripples from that first Easter Morning continue to roll across the world, two thousand years on; changing lives, bringing hope. Telling us that in Christ death and sin have lost their power for ever.

 

Blessed are those who have not seen, and yet have believed.

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