This is
the manuscript for the sermon preached on 21/22 April 2012, the third Sunday of
Easter. The Gospel test is Luke 24:
36b-48.
“They
were startled and terrified, and they thought that they were seeing a ghost.” These are the words Luke uses to describe the
reaction of the disciples to seeing the risen Jesus standing in their
midst. Fear and wonder grips them, they
are not sure what to think in that moment.
But let’s give them a bit of a break.
After all, it had been a long day.
The tomb had only been open for a few hours. It was only earlier that same morning that
the women had returned from the tomb with astonishing news that the tomb was
empty, Jesus had been raised. Peter was
so intrigued that he ran all the way from the house to see for himself. He got to the tomb, saw the linen grave
cloths, and walked back amazed.
A
little later that afternoon two more disciples, Cleopas and another, were on
their way to the village of Emmaus when they were met by a stranger. It’s not until dinner that evening and the
breaking of the bread that their eyes are opened and they recognize Jesus. Luke tells us that in that same hour they ran
all the way back to Jerusalem and share their story with the disciples.
And
amidst the flutter of excitement and storytelling of that first Easter who
should show up, but Jesus. He speaks a
greeting of “Peace be with you” and the familiar scene of Jesus showing the
disciples his hands and his feet begins to play out. Jesus assures those gathered that he is not a
ghost, he shows them his hands and his feet, he invites them to touch and see,
he asks for a piece of fish and eats in their presence. But there is still doubt and disbelief.
In the soft light of that early morning there had
been doubt at the tomb. The disciples on
their way to Emmaus did not recognize Jesus in their midst. And the disciples in that upper room were
still unsure of what they were seeing.
Luke tells us that in their joy they were disbelieving, that they were
still wondering what had taken place.
Because
even though Jesus shows the disciples his hands and his feet, even though he
invites them to touch and see, even though he eats in their midst, the question
of resurrection still looms in the shadows of the story. Even though Jesus speaks and invites and
eats, the disciples who were there to listen and respond and watch still had
their doubts. Those who were there on that
first Easter still looked at the risen Jesus with wonder and fear.
Was
this the same Jesus who had called them as disciples? Was this the same Jesus who told all of those
parables? Was this the same Jesus that
fed five thousand people with a few loaves and fish? Jesus had told them over and over that he
would suffer and die and on the third day rise again, but could these things
have actually taken place? In life,
Peter had confessed Jesus to be the Messiah, the Anointed one. The disciples grew up with stories of the
Messiah. The whole of Israel had waited
for generations for the Messiah to come.
Could Jesus really be the one?
Could Jesus really be the Messiah?
I
am sure that their fear and wonder was wrapped up in questions like these. They had watched Jesus die on Friday. They had seen his body placed in the tomb. Even though Jesus said he would rise on the
third day, the cold facts of life had taught the disciples that death was
final. Death only leaves a body and
tears of mourning. And yet there was
Jesus, standing in their midst.
And
Jesus, seeing their doubt, knowing that they were struggling to put together
what was right in front of them, turns to something that they all knew to help
them to understand. Jesus turns to the
scriptures. Jesus turns to the stories
they had grown up with; the stories that were etched in their bones. And beginning with Moses and the Law, the
prophets and the psalms, Jesus reminds his disciples that everything that had
been written about him must be fulfilled.
Jesus opens their minds to understand the scriptures.
Even
in the midst of their fear and doubt, Jesus does not turn away. He looks on with love and gives the disciples
the tools to connect the dots. He points
them to a story they all knew. Connects
his ministry to what God had been doing all along. It is in the story of scripture that Jesus
grounds his resurrection. He points back
to the Law of Moses, the prophets, and the psalms and reminds his disciples
that the story of scripture had always been moving toward him. Jesus has come to fulfill what was spoken by
the prophets. Jesus was and is and
always will be the Messiah that God sent into our world so that all people
would have life. The meaning of the
resurrection lies in the story of what God has been doing all along; moving
people from death to life, providing people with the opportunity for a
relationship that gives new life, not one that takes life away. In the story of scripture the disciples have
the good news of how God has always been and always will be deeply love with
the world, so that even death is no match for that love. It is this story that Jesus helps the
disciples to understand. He opens their
minds to understand the scriptures.
But
this story cannot stay in that room. Even
amidst the fear and doubt there is a call from Jesus. “You
are witnesses to these things,” he tells the disciples. The word needs to get out. The preaching of repentance and forgiveness
in Jesus’ name must begin, and not only in Jerusalem, but it must be taken to
all nations. And from that room the word
spread. Even in their fear and doubt
they carried the good news from that room on the first Easter. From Jerusalem to Galilee. From the disciples to the early church. From Paul to Corinth and Galatia and Rome. From generation to generation. Father to son. Mother to daughter. From grandparents to parents to you and me.
And so here on the third Sunday of Easter,
and perhaps even in our fear and doubt, Jesus points us back to the
scriptures. Remember the story he
says. It’s my story, Jesus says, the
story of new life to the whole world.
You are witnesses to these things.
Each week we gather around the scriptures. We hear the Gospel. We are engaged with proclamation. Perhaps you join in a Bible study. Perhaps you talk about this story around the
dinner table. We are reminded of the story
that God has been writing since the beginning of time. The story about the depth of God’s love for
the world. A story that is centered in
the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. And we too are invited to share this
story. Remember, we too are witnesses. With our words and deeds, with our hands and
feet, we are witnesses to the good news of Jesus Christ. From Trinity Lutheran to 26th
street. From 59th to
Manatee. From Sarasota to Tampa. We are witnesses of Jesus Christ, the
Messiah. The one who was raised on that
first Easter. The one who is risen in
our midst today and tomorrow. Dear
friends, we are witnesses.
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