Easter
Watchword for the Week —
Why do you look for the living among the dead? Jesus is not here, but has risen. Luke 24:5
Sunday, March 27 — Acts 10:34–43; Psalm 118:1–2,14–24; 1Cor 15:19–26; Luke 24:1–12
There is nothing remarkable about the way
Easter Sunday begins. Early on that
first day, before the sun had yet risen, was the least remarkable day in the
collective memories of the people. It
was the least remarkable day in at least 35 years. The world had fallen back to its normal modus
operandi: injustice flowed out of the
courts; corruption abounded from the soldiers to the tax collectors; the mighty
once again sat comfortably upon their thrones with the lowly ones restored to
foot-stool status. Death ran amuck – the
bully ruling the playground, with sickness and despair serving as henchmen.
No,
nothing remarkable about the way Easter Sunday begins.
But, then: ...Negative space. But, then ... A gaping tomb
harmonizing with the empty cross.
Notice
with me, who sees this new reality first.
Notice who first hears the Good News:
Alleluia, Christ Is Risen! Christ
is risen indeed, Alleluia!
Disciples,
learners, followers of Jesus move towards his “final” resting place through the fog of their anxious grief. There are no
Hosanna’s here – granted, no shouts of crucify him either. No, there are no Alleluia’s here – only
tear-soaked, muffled laments. “My God,
My God, why have you forsaken us!?!” And
yet they come. Perhaps spurred on by
Jesus’ new command to “love one another as I have loved you,” they come to wash
his corpse feet and return his body to some semblance of dignity through their
humble service.
Notice: those who
compulsively move through fear and grief into service. These women, these disciples are first to see
new possibility. They are the first to
hear tell of Good News.
Alleluia,
Christ is Risen. Christ is risen indeed, Alleluia!
Now, notice with me, those who proclaim
this Good News – seemingly too good to be true.
So much so that the 11 won’t be able to believe it later. There are no angels here, not according to
Luke. Oh sure, their clothes might be
glittering white, but they are more earth-bound messengers of what God has done
and is doing than winged heavenly chorus. In fact, many believe that Luke means to call to mind here, not cherubs, but siblings - the newly baptized in his own community of faith. The dazzling white garments referred to are a reference to the gleaming white robes of our baptisms.
And, what do they say? What do these mere-men messengers say to wipe away tears and cast
away fear? “Why do you look for the
living among the dead?
Alleluia,
Christ is Risen. Christ is risen indeed, Alleluia!
What about you? Have
you heard? Better yet, have you seen
him?
Have you met the risen Jesus
Christ? Don’t tell me you are struggling to
see? Where have you been looking? …
Ahhhhhhh, that’s the problem:
Why do you look for Jesus among the guiltless?
He is not there. See, the risen Christ is here, reconciling a
guilt-stricken thief
– his co-accused – on death row.
Why
do we look for Jesus among the victorious?
Why
do we look for Jesus among the virtuous?
He is not there. See, the risen Christ is here, cheering on those called losers of little worth.
He is not there. See, the risen Christ is here, cheering on those called losers of little worth.
Why
do I look for Jesus among the attractive?
The
able-bodied?
The
acceptable?
He is not there. See, the risen Christ is here, bringing the
reign of God to the marginalized.
Why
do you look for Jesus among the wealthy?
The
healthy?
Why
among the majority?
The
mighty?
He is not there. See, the risen Christ is come here to cast
the mighty down from their thrones and uplift the humble of heart.
Why
do we look for Jesus among the strong?
The
successful?
Among
the self-satisfied?
The celebrated?
The celebrated?
The
citizens?
He is not there. See, the risen Christ is here re-person-ifying
the forgotten foreigners.
Why
do I look for Jesus among the popular?
The
preening?
The
proud?
Why
do I look for Jesus among the privileged?
The
powerful?
The
profiteers?
He is not there. See, the risen Christ is here, bestowing robust
identity rooted in the love of the Father and Creator of all.
Why
do you look for Jesus among the respected?
Why
do we look for Jesus among the normal?
Why
do I look for Jesus among the right-minded?
Why
do you look for Jesus among the brave?
Why
do we look for Jesus among the dignified?
Why
do I look for Jesus among the independent?
Why
do you look for Jesus among the employed?
He is not there. See, Jesus – the risen Christ – is here, and
he’s far more likely to be hanging out in the unemployment line assuring the
uninsurable and calling the unemployable.
Jesus
is alive. Listen, can you hear him calling and consoling?
“Why do you look for the living among the
dead. I’ve been there, and back. It’s not so scary.
Come! Follow me, and I’ll show you the way from
through death to life.”
Brothers
and sisters, today we come serving like those first weakling disciples, in
order than we might go out into all the world, singing like those earth-bound
messengers clad in white: “Why Do You
Look For the Living Among the Dead? He
is not there. He is risen and He is
here!”
Alleluia,
Christ is Risen. Christ is risen indeed,
Alleluia. (x3) Amen.
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