SEATTLE MENNONITE CHURCH

Easter Sunday, April 20, 2003

Sermon:  Weldon D. Nisly

 

TITLE:  Alarmed and afraid

THEME:  Christ is risen

TEXTS:  Isaiah 25: 6-9

               Acts 10: 34-43

               Mark 16: 1-8   An empty tomb and alarmed people

 

Mark 16: 1-8  The Resurrection

 

When the sabbath was over,

Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices,

so that they might go and anoint Jesus’ body.

Very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb.

 

They had been saying to one another,

"Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance to the tomb?"

When they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large,

had already been rolled back.

As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man, dressed in a white robe,

sitting on the right side;

and they were alarmed.

But he said to them,

"Do not be alarmed;

you are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified.

He has been raised; he is not here.

Look, there is the place they laid him.

But go, tell his disciples and Peter that he is going ahead of you to Galilee;

there you will see him, just as he told  you."

 

So they went out and fled from the tomb,

for terror and amazement had seized them;

and they said nothing to anyone, 

for they were afraid.

 

This is the Easter Gospel of Risen Jesus Christ.

 

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I confess that I don’t feel very triumphant this high holy Easter Sunday.  I may have the lowest

Easter sensibility in memory for me.

 

How is it for you?  Really, how are you this Easter Sunday?

 

I haven’t really come to terms with it yet but I am probably more in a Good Friday mood than

an Easter mood.  Or maybe I am in a kind of Good Friday – Easter schizophrenia.  I feel like

two people vying for my life. 

 

One self wants to rejoice and celebrate Easter to the fullest.  It is a self that is grateful we are

celebrating Easter together today.  It is a self grateful to be alive and especially grateful for the

power of God to raise Jesus from the dead and overcome sin and violence.  It is a self that

knows that the resurrection is for real and for today. 

 

Another self is still in a Good Friday spirit riddled with suffering and sorrow and struggle,

not only my own but with and for many others. 

 

Before you start offering all kinds of psycho-therapeutic advice – not that such advice

wouldn’t be warranted – I want to remind us of one thing.  Or rather I want to take us to the

one place we must go on this Easter Sunday.  That place is The Holy Bible.  More than the

Bible, it is the story of Jesus’ resurrection.  To be yet more specific, it is A Story of Jesus

resurrection.  To be even more specific, it is the experience of the first observers of the

good news of Jesus’ resurrection and their response in a specific Gospel.

 

Matthew, Luke, and John give rather glamorous accounts of the response of the first observers

to Jesus’ resurrection.  Mark, the first Gospel written, gives no such account.  It is a very

unglamorous story.

 

For the first time I feel like I may identify a little bit with the clash of Good Friday and Easter

moods of the women who first came to the tomb and found it empty. 

 

Yet this is NOT about women or women’s feelings or women’s fears.  Quit the contrary.  In Mark’s

gospel, the men never get it and only women hang around Jesus enough to keep getting glimpses

of Jesus and the reign of God.  Here early on Easter morn it is the three women – Mary Magdalene,

Mary the mother of James, and Salome who have the nerve to go to the tomb for one last anointing

good-bye to the body of Jesus and with it their good-bye to their hopes and dreams for Jesus.

 

Mark paints a vivid picture.  The three women go to the tomb with spices to anoint Jesus’ body. 

They don’t really expect to be able to anoint the body because they keep lamenting to each other,

“Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance to the tomb?”  We are also told in Mark’s

vivid language, that the stone “was very large.”   It was a courageous attempt at a futile mission.

 

When the three women get to the tomb, they find a most unexpected sight.  The very large stone

has already been rolled away from the entrance of the tomb.  Wonder of wonders, they can anoint

the body after all.

 

They peak inside the tomb and find a second unexpected sight.  A young man dressed

in white is sitting off to the right and no body in sight.

 

You might expect that they would fall over themselves with gratitude to this strong young

hero who saved the day and opened the tomb for their anointing ritual.  But no, we are told

that they were alarmed. 

 

They are immediately told, “Don’t be alarmed.” 

 

How could they not be alarmed?  Their beloved Jesus has been crucified and buried in this

tomb.  And their love and hope in this Jesus was buried with the crucified body.  Now they

just want a decent burial rite, as much for closure in their grief as for honoring Jesus.

 

The strange messenger in the tomb goes on to reassure them, “I know you are looking for

Jesus of Nazareth.  I know he was crucified.  And I am telling you Jesus has risen from the

dead.  He is not here.  Look!  Right there is where they laid his body.” 

 

But the women weren’t looking for Jesus of Nazareth or a Risen Jesus.  They were looking

for the body of a dead Jesus. 

 

The strange messenger doesn’t invite them to come in and rejoice at the resurrection news. 

Instead the strange messenger tells them to call all grieved and hopeless disciples and head

back to Galilee to meet a Risen Jesus Christ.

 

What could be more exciting than that.  Jesus is alive and in his homeland again!   But the

women -- the most faithful and courageous of Jesus’ followers to the end – are still mired

deep in a Good Friday mood.

 

Mark’s stark Gospel ends in this most stark of all Gospel accounts. 

They went out and fled from the tomb

            For terror and amazement had seized them;

                        And they said nothing to anyone,

                                    For they were afraid.

 

That is the original ending to the original Gospel. 

 

Later writers and the church domesticated that stark ending alongside the other three Gospels.

Perhaps some find hope in altered endings.  I am sure many today revel in the glamour

of Easter and all kinds of victory.  But I don’t.  At least not this Easter. 

 

I find Mark’s Easter ending most relevant and most hopeful for our times.  I find it amazing

and providential that the Gospel of Mark is the Gospel we are compelled to hear this very year

and this very season when wars and rumors of wars persist and permeate our lives even as we

celebrate Easter.

 

What we are left with this Easter Sunday is our own realities perhaps most like the women’s

reality confronted as were the women with the Easter revelation: “Christ is Risen.” 

 

What more can we claim and proclaim this very day then “Christ is Risen!”  And how can

we not respond with the great Christian response:  “Christ is Risen indeed!

 

Perhaps all we can say this Easter Sunday is “Christ is risen.”  It is enough.