“Woman, Why Are You Weeping?” Easter Dawn 2013 – John 20:1-18

31. March 2013
Easter Dawn
John 20:1-18

Alleluia! Christ is risen! He is risen, indeed! Alleluia!

The day began in the dark. Everyone was in the dark. Mary Magdalene despaired. The disciples hid themselves in the upper room. But the black grave could not hold the light of the world. Jesus Christ burst forth from His three day prison, casting the bright rays of His resurrection on the whole world.

This light is for the world, banishing the darkness of sin, crushing death, and casting Satan out forever. Just as the day breaks intentionally, casting its bright glow first upon the horizon and its early risers, so today we hear how Jesus intentionally revealed the good news of the resurrection to Mary Magdalene, then His disciples, and later the rest.

Why this Mary? Little is known about her. She was a close friend, considered part of the womanly band of disciples. In St. Luke’s Gospel it is recorded: “Soon afterward he went on through cities and villages, proclaiming and bringing the good news of the kingdom of God. And the twelve were with him, 2 and also some women who had been healed of evil spirits and infirmities: Mary, called Magdalene, from whom seven demons had gone out, 3 and Joanna, the wife of Chuza, Herod’s household manager, and Susanna, and many others, who provided for them out of their means.” (Luke 8:1-2)

This most unlikely of ladies becomes the “apostle to the Apostles” (Augustine). This detail is recorded for your comfort. First, Jesus chose such a one shows that His Gospel of freedom from sin, death, devil, and hell is for all. He died for the sins of the outcast, the foreigner, the addict, the humiliated, the sick, and the women. Lower or upper class is immaterial. All were created by His Word and are redeemed by the Word’s death and resurrection.

Second, no one believed the Word until He revealed Himself. We struggle against our unbelief daily. Some days we’re confident children of God. But most days our sin and it’s shame and guilt sit heavy on our conscience. Our mortality is always before us. The fear of death haunts us.

So it was for Mary, the woman, and all the disciples. She dutifully returned early on the first day of the week to finish our Lord’s burial. She came to see to His body believing Him dead. Yet, the tomb was open. She immediately deferred to the chief of the Apostles St. Peter who return with her and the Evangelist John. Finding the tomb in order with the cloths neatly arranged, what did they believe? Not the resurrection. No, they believed his body stolen.

Insult was added to the most serious injury. They crucified her Lord and now they had stolen him, preventing even a reverent burial. Worse yet, she is left with her sin and those seven demons always vying to enter her again. Weeping. Terrified. But looking into the tomb, she sees two angels in white. “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?” Did they not know? How had they missed the crucifixion that had all Jerusalem captivated?

This is the prelude to the sweetest Gospel for you. Dear Christians, why are you weeping? Are you condemned? Are you alone? Are you sick and tired of this life? Do you fear death? Whom do you seek? Faith never ends with such terrifying questions. But faith must be given. Sins forgiven. Life bestowed. Death transformed.

What you need is precisely what Mary received. You need Easter dawn as much as Mary. Unbelief changed into belief. Despair into hope. Terror into Joy. Death into Life. You need Jesus, His abiding presence, His tender Word. “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?” The darkness of early morning hid Jesus from her, supposing Him a gardener. But her doubt hid Him from her all the more.

What is the cure for spiritual darkness but light? And the light is Christ, the dayspring from on high, the light that lightens the nations. How does Jesus cast out demons? How does He banish the clouds of unbelief? He speaks! He calls you by name. “Mary!”

This is the truest Gospel word. When Jesus calls you by name He names you as His own. When He said, “I baptize you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and the Holy Spirit,” the bonds of sin were broken. You were rescued from the pit. You were torn from the grasp of the accuser and liar Satan. Even the wages of your sin were transformed. Death ceases to be anything but a blessed rest for those in Christ.

Why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking? All weeping is over. For the one we seek and could not find has risen and found us. He has called us by name and we are His. You are Christian. You are children of the Father. You are witnesses of the Resurrection. You have received sweet comfort of this greatest of news. Jesus lives! Sin is purged! Death is over!

Alleluia! Christ is risen! He is risen, indeed! Alleluia!

In Name of the Father, + Son, and Holy Spirit. Amen.

Rev. Christopher R. Gillespie
Grace Lutheran Church
Dyer, Indiana

Easter Tuesday ’12 – Luke 24:36-48

10. April 2012
Easter Tuesday
Luke 24:36-48

Peace is an elusive thing. True peace, that is. Some people find peace in the bottle. Some find peace only in death. Others find peace by a babbling brook or under the cool shade of the willow tree. Peace. That is, until the bottle runs dry, or its time to go back to your stress-filled work, or when death never seems to come. Peace is an elusive thing.

The disciples were not at peace. They were anxious, sorrowful, and confused. Was Jesus dead or alive? Should they grieving or rejoicing that His body was not in the Arimathean’s tomb? Would they be next to hang on the tree like their friend Jesus? Would they resort to hanging themselves like poor Judas? No peace here. No peace in the upper room. And like us, the bottle, the shade, or even death was not a source of peace. They were sore afraid.

They remind us of the shepherds who heard the announcement of Christ’s birth. Calmly guiding their sheep to pastures green and then… Angels we have heard on high, sweetly singing o’er the plain at the dear Savior’s birth. Except the shepherds were scared out of their boots. The angel announced “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!”

No doubt this announcement was terrifying and comforting at the same time. The glory of God was a terrifying thing. No one sees God’s face and lives. Even the pillar of cloud by day and fire by night was not approached. No one entered into the holiest place but once a year blindfolded for fear of witnessing God’s glory.  Moses’ face was bleached bright white, shining as the sun when he was even near God’s presence.

Glory is terrifying. The thought of beholding this glory face to face, well, that’s downright horrific. What will God think of me? (I know and I’m paralyzed.) What will happen to me? (I’m sure its death.) How is that God has come and visited me? (He’ll probably execute judgment on the spot.)

Shepherds and disciples are scared witless at the great things God has done. The Son of God, begotten from eternity, is born in flesh and blood of St. Mary. Awesome and terrifying. Christ, the King of the Jews, murdered for being God in the flesh, dying to fulfill the Father’s will, to forgive you every sin. Awesome and terrifying.

Still, the angel’s proclaimed “And on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!” Peace! True peace. That ought to be comforting, right? Maybe. Peace for those with whom he is pleased. Who’s that? Shepherds who announce the dear Christ-child’s birth? Magi traveling from afar? Does it include you and I?

So also, the disciples wondered: where is that peace now? The bringer of peace has died. The leaders of the Jews still will torment us. The memory of our friend and Lord will haunt us. Nothing will give us peace. Not the bottle, not the cool of the day, and not even death. We’re petrified without hope.

As they were talking about these things, Jesus himself stood among them, and said to them, “Peace to you!” But they were startled and frightened and thought they saw a spirit. And He said to them, “Why are you troubled, and why do doubts arise in you hearts? See my hands and my feet, that it is I myself. Touch me, and see. For a spirit does not have flesh and bones as you see that I have.”

Peace. Where? In Christ. Not the absent or spirit of Jesus, no, but in the body of Jesus. A body with hands and feet. Behold, He is risen and has pierced hands and feet! Awesome and terrifying. So much so, they were still disbelieving for joy and marveling. Peace. Where? In Christ who eats broiled fish. Who ate before the disciples as only the alive one can.

Peace. Where? In His witness. He opened their minds to understand the Scriptures, and said to them, “Thus it is written, that the Christ should suffer and on the third day rise from the dead, and that repentance and forgiveness of sins should be proclaimed in his name to all nations.

Peace? In Jesus, who died and rose just as He said He would. In Jesus, who fulfilled everything written in the Law of Moses and the Prophets and the Psalms. In Jesus, by whose resurrected body and blood we have life. In Jesus who proclaims to you forgiveness of sins in His own name. Peace with God once more is made. O Lord, have mercy!

This is the kind of peace the world cannot give. Not from the bottle, not from a beautiful spring day, and not even from death. Peace from Jesus. Peace in Him. Peace in the resurrected Christ.

In Name of the Father, + Son, and Holy Spirit. Amen.

Rev. Christopher R. Gillespie
Grace Lutheran Church
Dyer, Indiana