Showing posts with label resurrection. Show all posts
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Saturday, April 3, 2021

The Birthday of a Whole New World

Isaiah 25:6-9
Mark 16:1-8

Friends, Easter is the birthday of a whole new
world – 
a whole new life – 
a whole new way of living – 
a whole new way of looking at the world –
a whole new religion!

    Every year now, for some twenty centuries,
Christian people have come together at this time of
year to celebrate the single most important event of their history!

     It was quite natural for the first Christians to
tie this Easter event with the traditional Passover
Celebration –  which had been celebrated each year for centuries to remind people of their unique history and of their unique relationship with their God.

    You understand, it wasn't until after the Resurrection that the disciple's eyes were opened and they saw for the very first time that what they had been experiencing with this man from Nazareth was indeed a whole new thing. 
It was after the Resurrection that they began to call him the Christ and saw him to be the fulfillment of the Passover –  the promise that had been made each year over and over again for centuries. 
So they began to meet together each week at dawn to celebrate Easter – 
the coming of the new time – 
the new week –
remembering the fulfillment of the Passover.

    In order to understand the full significance of what they were celebrating, I think we have to go back  to the Hebrew poetic expression of God's relationship with people. 

Again, we are all familiar with the creation stories in Genesis. 
The familiar story with its rhythmical structure of seven days occurs in chapter 1. 
And chapter 2 of Genesis begins another story of creation. 
Now, really, both of these accounts were actually written fairly late in Jewish history –
most probably at the time of King David,
when for the first time people had the leisure to sit down and write the stories that had been handed down by word of mouth for centuries.

   Verse 7 of the second chapter of Genesis appears to express one of the earliest, most primitive concepts of  the Jew's relationship to God. 
Here, God is pictured as a potter: 
Then the Lord God formed (molded) a man from the dust of the ground, and breathed (a loud breath) into his nostrils the breath of life. 
Thus man became alive!
  (Gen2:v7)

    It seems that from the beginning,
they understood every person's breath is God-given –  life itself – 
for the human is critically related to Yahweh,the God that shared his breath – 
the symbol for life itself. 
You see, the thing that made the body alive was God. 
God was intimately related to your life experience. [Therefore, a life without God was an absurd proposition.]

    Actually, by the time these stories were written down (at King David's court) the understandings of God had changed somewhat. 
I’ve talked about this before. 
Through the years a concept of God developed that they could put in a box. 

At a risk of over-simplifying it:
you may recall that they were a nomadic people, they traveled a lot –
they traveled through lands occupied by people with other religions. 
They saw that these religions had their holy places:
they had holy mountains,
there were holy caves,
and there holy wells. 
Well, having no geographical references for themselves these wandering Jews knew that their God could not be confined to geography. 
Their God was a traveling God – 
but they came to feel that he needed a home –
God needed a place to be,
a place to rest. 
So they built him an ark, a throne, so he could be comfortable. 
And they carried this ark wherever they went. 
It became a symbol of assurance:  that God was with them as long as they had the box for him. 
(We have a lot of stories about people stealing the ark. So history began to be recorded in terms of who has the box –  who had God on their side.  God was wherever the ark was.)

    This, then, became a real issue with David as he set out to bring together two nations of people  –  each with their own traditions and history. 
David thought: The way to unite the country is to unite their religion. 
So, let's build a house to put the ark in. 
It will be a temple and will stand in the capital city as a symbol of God's presence in our new nation and people will always know where they can come to meet the Lord. 
We'll put his box there and everyone will come to know that's where he sits!

    And the temple was built, and became the house of God. 
His box was placed in one end of the building and a curtain was put in front of it – the reredos. 
It was called the “Holy of Holies”. 
[The curtain was loaded with symbolism –
it protected the people from perishing should they see the Lord face-to-face. 
It served the function of keeping God's presence shielded from the people.]

    Now, all of this had become quite institutionalized by the time of Jesus. 
The temple with its curtain, and the ark, was an important part of the religion. 
For the Jew, there was no question what one had to do in order to be religious, to fulfill the law. 
Leaders, Rabbis, spent their entire lives studying the law – 
and as new situations and questions came up, they wrote new rules to amplify the old law. 
The Rabbis were the authority and it was unquestioned  (except maybe for a few splinter groups from time to time.).

    Of particular significance is that Jesus came preaching and teaching on his own authority – 
far outside the established authority of his tradition. 
They would say to him:
you totally disregard our tradition. 
How can you go around preaching such contemporariness?


    And he would say: 
It seems to me that I don't come to put an end to your traditional ways, so much as I come to fulfill the promises of our tradition. 
For instance, look at me. 
I live in the same relation with my Father (your God) as described in the ancient poem of our tradition. 
I live and breath because God lives and breathes in me. 
God is in me as long as I'm alive.
As long as I breathe, he dwells in me and I dwell in him – so, in this sense, my body is more of a temple in the traditional sense, than that building is where you go to worship and hope to find God. 
This is what I preach. 
And whenever the religious law encourages this understanding – it is valid – and whenever it hinders it, it is invalid. 
You think you know how to be religious? 
You don't! 

Your organization gets in the way of your faith!

The New Testament writers took great pains to point out to us that Jesus came to fulfill the scripture – 
he quotes the Old Testament and interprets the tradition anew. 
His respect for tradition and history is not questioned. 
Neither is his authority, 
and his authority is unquestionably contemporary to his time.

    Now today, ironically, most of us Christians have the same concepts and attitudes about our Church and our  religion as the Jews did about their  temple and their  religion at the time of Jesus, don’t we?
 
We have fostered the concept that the church building is God's House – 
we should come here hoping to find God – 
and we should enter, then,  with appropriate reverence
and appreciate the use of music, prayers and ceremony that will uplift our hearts and inspire our souls so our faith may grow. 

There are things we expect from our religion, aren’t there? – 
and there are things we are comfortable with – 
and we identify those things as "traditional" when the tradition may be not really be very old.

    In a real sense,  my call as a laborer among God's people is to seriously come to grips with tradition (religion) that goes back beyond the past 50 or 60 years, even beyond the past 400 years, and beyond the past 2000 years – 
attempting to see the contemporary situation our fathers and mothers in the faith faced,
and how they expressed themselves the way they did (and why they did it that way). 
And then, facing the situation today, [the world around us in the year 2021],
attempt to react in the same manner and express the same faith – 
the same hope for life – 
that was expressed in those old situations. 
This manner informs the things we do here in our worship service on Sunday mornings.

The Easter story is one of encouragement,
of hope,
of enabling dreams and visions of what could be – 
if only.... 

For the story is that Jesus lived as a Son of God –  God lived inside the physical confines of the man Jesus of Nazareth. 
And that was the message the disciples were finally beginning to understand – until Good Friday. 
[Now understand that at this point, Jesus was no different than a dozen other God-men in religious history.]

    But, the significant difference comes when Jesus dies. 
There, on the cross, we are told, he gives a loud cry –
all that was in his lungs comes out. 
He dies. 
The presence of God escapes from his body. 
Jesus the man, then, is lifeless – 
the body is dead
(and later disappears). 
God left the confines of this "body temple."

    Not only that, but each Gospel writer carefully records the message that, when this happened
the curtain in the temple was torn in two – from the top to the bottom. 
God came out of the stone temple –
through the curtain.
No more to be separated and encapsulated in a box or a house. 
No.  He's not there any more.
He is no longer in the body of the man from Nazareth. 
And he is no longer in his box in the temple!

    Where did he go?

    The message was – into Galilee –
back into the world where his followers lived and interacted, as he said he would. 
And his disciples were to go there. 
That's where they would find him. 
Where he said they would:
feeding the hungry,
clothing the poor,
healing the sick,
involved in making the life around them more human,
more hopeful,
more enabling.
They were to join him in his work, and when they did, they knew and experienced the Presence of Christ – just like the old days – even better than the old days!

    You see, Easter tells us of a whole new way of religion –  a whole new way of religion that's new to us even 2000 years later! 
The question should be put to each of us today: "Why do you come looking among the dead for the one who lives?"

    You are looking in the wrong place. 
If you want to see the presence of Christ today, get up! 
Get out of here...

    Go.   Go into Galilee. 
Go back home. 
Look around you. 
Go into your worlds and into your neighborhoods. 
Go amongst your friends and family,
the people you encounter during your daily do.
Go find the poor and hungry and needy.
There you will see him. 
Join him in his work. 
Then, then, come back and celebrate Easter every Sunday –
because you enjoy it,
and because you can't wait to share your experiences of the risen Christ with the others in your Church. 
Oh what a church that would be!

   Maybe that kind of church was lost forever in the
2nd century.  Maybe.
But I continue to see glimpses of it with you –
and I continue to stand before you to testify that I've seen this happening here at this church.

    And although some say it is not in the realm of probability for us –
I am going to continue to work and to preach for the possibility. 
For I am convinced that we are at the beginning of a whole new world...
the birthday of love and wings
where the ears of ears can awake
and the eyes of our eyes can open

and we can participate in it.

    Friends, the resurrection is for you and for me – 
and we can participate in it – 
by living in a new day in a new way.

    Alleluia!  And amen!



 [The congregation of Christ Presbyterian Church in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania, experienced the essence of this sermon during worship on Easter Sunday, April 16, 2006]

Monday, April 5, 2010

Easter 2010: Encountering the Risen Christ

If we are honest, those apostles on that first Easter were really not much different from us, are they?
We know what’s real, don’t we?

Like the apostles, like those women early in the morning on that first Easter,
we usually fail to recognize the living Lord and his restoring power for our lives,
because we look in the wrong places.


After some 2000 years, we still come to hear the story told once more.
While we may not comprehend the actual story – and the events the stories recall –
we have a hunch that it is an important story
and so we come to hear it again,
to sing the festive music,
to take in the colorful flowers,
to see who else is here,
and, maybe, to be inspired somewhat.

The Easter story is central to each of the Gospels. Each of the Gospels has a little different slant on the story, but each one is very clear about the significance of what happened that day.

Mark lets us know that it was the women who were there first early in the morning.
[It seems like the women are always there first, doesn’t it?]
And Mark names the women.
When they got to the tomb they became frightened. What they saw was not what they were expecting to see.

It is very clear that none of those early followers of Jesus expected Easter.
Although the signs may have pointed to it, it was not expected.
[At this point, they were no different from you and me, were they?]
Resurrection was not a part of their daily experience.
They actually thought their movement was over. They were afraid for their lives.
They took to hiding, lest the authorities would find them and kill them too.

So, while the men hid, the women went to the tomb carrying spices they had prepared, presumably for a ritual cleansing of the body of their friend Jesus.

Just two days before they were there as the body of Jesus was placed in the unused tomb that had been dug out of solid rock.
And so, they were surprised to find the stone that blocked the entrance to the tomb rolled away from the doorway.
And, then they saw this man – and then they were frightened.
Why was this stranger there?
And why is he in the tomb of their friend?
What did he want?
Who was he?
Who did he work for?

Of course, they were too scared to ask these questions out loud.
They had witnessed the way the authorities and the crowds treated their friend a couple of days before, and they must of feared for their lives now.
They bowed downed to the ground.
They cowed.
They turned their heads.
They averted their eyes.
As if to say, “I didn’t see you.
Spare me and I won’t tell anyone you were here.”

But then, the unusual happens – the real surprise of the story.
The man in his bright shining clothes spoke to the women.
He said, “So, Why are you looking among the dead for the one who is alive?”
Those women must wondered what that meant as much as we do.
Then the man said, “He is not here!”
What do you mean, “He’s not here?
What have you done with him?”
“He has been raised. Remember what he said?”
“Well, yeah, but . . . .”
Mark says that then they remembered.
Then it began to dawn on them.
It must be true.
All that he said before.
It must be true.
Blessed are the peacemakers --
the last shall be first --
love your neighbor as yourself --
a place is prepared for you at the table in the Kingdom --
worry not about the cares of the world, God will take care of you.
It all must be true!
They immediately returned to where the apostles were hiding and told them what had happened.
“It all must be true, don’t you see?”

But, the apostles thought the women were a little touched in the head
– they thought they were crazy
– they thought the women were nuts
– they didn’t believe them.

Jesus’s closest friends and disciples didn’t believe the women.
Because the story was too far fetched –
even for them –
especially for them.
They had seen their leader totally defeated,
mocked even,
tortured,
ridiculed,
killed,
dead to the max.
And no one helped him.

He died alone –
apparently despised and rejected by all who may have been able to help him –
apparently even abandoned by his God.

The authorities had won.
If they had thought of it, they would have said, “The devil was victorious.”
Clearly, their lives as they had known them, were over.
Things had changed now.
And, they weren’t sure just how it was all going to be sorted out.
So the women must be hallucinating.

If we are honest, those apostles on that first Easter were really not much different from us, are they?
We know what’s real, don’t we?
We know the limits of the physical universe.
We experience the reality of life within boundaries of space and time, right? – we are born, we live, and we die.
And so we hear the Easter account as those disciples did on that morning – except . . . .

Except, we know the rest of the story.
The disciples came to believe only after they experienced the Risen Christ –
the disciples came to believe only after they met the Risen Christ --
the disciples came to believe only after the encountered the Risen Christ.
And so it is with us.

The real miracle of Easter is not that the tomb was empty.
The real miracle of Easter is not that Jesus was raised as the two men announced to the women that morning.
But, the real miracle of Easter is that Jesus continues to be alive and continues to come to us and continues to empower us –
just as he came to those apostles, and just as he empowered them.

They came to find and experience the presence of Christ wherever they went.
Wherever they went, whatever they did, he was already there – ahead of them.

Like the apostles, like those women early in the morning on that first Easter,
we usually fail to recognize the living Lord and his restoring power for our lives,
because we look in the wrong places.
[Why do you look among the dead, for the one who lives?]
When we seek the living Lord among the dead, as they did, what we do here and what we celebrate is little more than a history lesson.

Brothers and sisters in Christ, what Easter proclaims is that Jesus refuses to stay buried,
refuses to stay undercover,
refuses to stay entombed,
refuses to stay in the container.
He keeps getting out of the tombs in which we keep trying to bury him.
It would be much more comfortable if we didn’t have this to deal with, wouldn’t it?
We keep trying to put Jesus in a box, don’t we? – a tomb –
like the Jews tried to keep their God in a box.
But, it didn’t work for them.
And it doesn’t work for us.

That’s why we celebrate Easter each year at this time.
That’s why we celebrate Easter each and every Sunday when we gather in here in worship.
Easter is a conviction that says that something extraordinary is loose in our world, and compels us to live our lives into glory.
Christ is alive!
Christ is present today.
We see it again and again. If we only look.
If we only use the senses that have been given to us.

We encounter the presence of Christ through people who are ready to help one another through difficult times.
We encounter the presence of Christ through those who care for one another.
We encounter the presence of Christ through those who work for justice and are willing to protect the sacred rights of every person.
We encounter the presence of Christ among people who seek peace with a fervent desire to live in a world that is transformed by human action and divine love.
We encounter the presence of Christ with people who joyfully share the gift of love no matter the circumstance or cost.

And the kicker is, friends, you and I are called to be those people –
each and every one of us, is called to be –
helpers,
caregivers,
protectors of justice,
pursuers of peace
and witnesses to God’s love at work in the world.

You can look all you want among the dead for the one who lives.
But, you’ll never find the Christ there.
The direction was given to those women on that first Easter morning –
and the direction is given to you and me –
“He is not here.
He has been raised.
Go back to where you came from.
Go back to the communities, to the streets and byways where you live your lives.
That’s where you will find him.”

It’s a new world now.
It’s a new day!
There are new rules to play by!
Joy to the world!
Joy to you this Easter day!
Amen.

This a part of the Easter sermon at The Connecting Place: Christ Presbyterian Church in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania, April 4, 2010.