That first
Easter experience seems somewhat lacklustre, especially in the lives of those
first responders. The story involves three people who were followers of Jesus.
Mary Magdalene, Peter, and the beloved disciple are the first to the tomb that
morning. John doesn't tell us why Mary comes. Maybe she is there to grieve.
Maybe she comes to remember and give thanks for the life of this saviour who
had changed her life forever.
Maybe Mary
comes because she needs some time alone to think and to sort out what the past
few days' events mean to her. John doesn't tell us. As Mary arrives she sees
that the stone is rolled back from the entrance of the tomb. Immediately she
leaves without further investigation. Mary tells Peter and the beloved disciple.
Once they know they too run to the tomb, with the beloved disciple getting
there first.
Peter looks in
and sees the place where Jesus had been, and nothing is there. The beloved
disciple looks at the same scene, and the Scripture tells us he believes. Then,
they go home. Mary now encouraged by the boldness of the other two wants to
take a look for herself. She too sees the place, only now there are two angels,
one sitting at the foot of where Jesus had been and the other at the head.
"Who are you looking for?" asks one of the angels. Mary begs him to
tell her where they have taken Jesus' body.
As she turns
around she sees Jesus but does not recognise him. She supposes he is the
gardener and asks him if he knows where they have taken the body. If he will
but tell her she will go and get the body. Jesus then calls her by name, and
immediately she recognises him. Jesus then instructs her not to touch him and
to go and tell his followers, which she does. What a strange and mysterious
story.
The greatest
event in human history is dramatically unfolding, and the first three
eye-witnesses have very strange and mixed responses at best. Mary reduces it to
grave robbing, the beloved disciple John sees and believes, Peter sees nothing.
After witnessing the empty tomb, Peter and John just go home. Where is all the
hype, the celebration, the reality of the fact that what Jesus predicted
happened—no party, no ticker tape parade, no news coverage, nothing. Isn't this
just like God? It seems God has God's way of working in human history. This
story sounds very familiar.
Maybe the
message in this Easter season is for us to allow God to be who God is, to do
what God does, and in the time, God deems necessary in our lives. Maybe that is
the real power of this story. God acting in history to change the shape and
movement of the world, and people just responding in such different ways trying
to grasp all that God is doing.
The older I
get the more comfortable I become with allowing God to be God. I say now—more
than I ever would admit when I was younger— that I just don't know. I am coming
to realise that maybe knowing isn't what this faith business is all about in
the first place. Maybe what this is really about is what God is doing and the
power of my just trusting it and giving it the freedom to do what it needs to
do in my life and to lead where it needs to lead.
Have you ever
been white water rafting? The last time for me was in Skippers Canyon in
Aotearoa (NZ). Before we climbed in the boat, the guide gave us some
instructions about what to do if we found ourselves in the water. He told us to
keep our feet up, trust the buoyancy of the life vest, and to enjoy the ride.
The movement of God in the world seems to be like that. God is moving and
working at God's pace, in God's time, and in God's direction. Maybe our
response needs to be to keep our heads up, trust what God is doing, and just
enjoy the ride!
God loves no
matter what our response is. That is the good news. God brings resurrection because
of who God is. The reality of the empty tomb reminds us God is at work in the
world doing what only God can do. God goes about God's business; our lives and
the life of the world will never be the same again. Mary came looking for the
Jesus who had died. Peter and John came looking in response to
news of a possible grave robbing of Jesus' body. Why do we, you and I, come? As
we enter sacred space, who is it we came looking for?
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