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Easter Sunday

April 16, 2017





 John 20:1-9


          On the first day of the week, Mary of Magdalene came to the tomb early in the morning, while it was still dark, and saw the stone removed from the tomb.  So she ran and went to Simon Peter and to the other disciple whom Jesus loved, and told them, “They have taken the Lord from the tomb and we don’t know where they put him.”  So Peter and the other disciple went out and came to the tomb.  They both ran, but the other disciple ran faster than Peter and arrived at the tomb first; he bent down and saw the burial cloths there, but did not go in.  When Simon Peter arrived after him, he went into the tomb and saw the burial cloths, and the cloth that had covered his head, not with the burial cloths but rolled up in a separate place.  Then the other disciple also went in, the one who had arrived at the tomb first, and he saw and believed.  For they did not yet understand the Scripture that he had to rise from the dead.



Are we not aware that we have passed it once again?  These three days, through death to life?  We have come like generations before, like Moses and the people dry-shod through the sea.  Oh yes, the death of Christ died to sin, he died once for all – for all before and after him, for every season and a year and time.  He made the ceaseless sacrifice of praise and bade our only God to take it all.  “Take all my heart,” he cried, “every ounce of all my life for eternity.”


          Gloriously triumphant he stood as never before, because ever since Adam walked this earth, never had human flesh made such a prayer with all it’s strength, mind, heart, and soul.  And God raised up this flesh he had made his own, up beyond the power of death, beyond those limits that hem us in – time and space and fear.  Once like us in all things but sin, now knows unlimited an immeasurable glory, alive for God on earth and in eternity.  This was that he might be our passage, our way from sin and death to life for God in him.


          But we are immersed in time, fragmented in mind and our heart’s desires – like Mary Magdalene and her companions, rolled half with joy and half with fear.  From our baptism up till now, we must made this passage every year in memory of him.  Every time we come to this realization, we must renew our death to sin and affirm our life for God in him, aware of the tears that he cried, for they are the water of baptism.  He is with us on our every way to speak his word of peace, to point us on ahead beyond our signs of water and oil, of bread and wine, to the time when, like his friends in Galilee, we will see him face to face, of course that being our journey’s end.  He promises us an eternal future and gives us this Easter mystery as our hope.


          Christ risen from the dead never dies again.  Every dawn holds the prospect of that first new day, in awe of signs from heaven with dazzle and lighting.  God’s resurrected Son, now always present, will meet us brightly on our way.  What is so special about this day that we set everything aside to celebrate this event?  Did we change like the caterpillar into the butterfly?  Like summer green into autumn gold?  Like rain into snow?  This is no ordinary time.  Like Tess, from the not too long ago TV series, “Touched By An Angel” would say, “Baby, isn’t it awesome?”  This is the greatest moment in time.  This is the meaning of life.  Jesus died so that we could share in eternal glory.  We must live it!  We must touch it!  This is a moment of great change.  We must embrace it!  We must get excited about it!  We must become it! 


          For one moment in time, the moment we celebrate now, Jesus stands out beyond where Jesus always dwelt to know the human experience of his love.  What rush of feelings before unknown, what prism of colors, sounds, music, and taste sustain this love?  We must love without condition.  We must express our joy as the Spirit guides us and respect each other’s expression of that love, because Easter is becoming free – free to express our joy – free to shout our alleluia – to fill our lives with song and dance.  “Come to the water,” we sing.  Come to life!  Come to freedom!

Come to the risen King!  Alleluia!  Alleluia!



© Deacon Steve

March April 16, 2017






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