Grace to Believe: Isaiah 65: 17-25; John 20: 1-18
[SLIDE 1] [SLIDE 2]The other day, while having lunch with a friend, I sat for a while in the sun outside of the restaurant. Having low Vitamin D, the warmth and the vitamins felt good on me even as I burned a bit. Seeing the arrangement donated for Easter with the gorgeous daisies and sunflowers welcoming in summer made me smile a bit this morning. The Easter lilies, however, still made me sneeze. In a world that is topsy-turvy, volatile, overly connected, an often hard to understand, we need these things that ground us, center us, and remind us of God’s grace and love in our lives.
Easter does just that for us. It grounds us back in the very basics and starting point of our faith. It brings us back to the very joyful fundamental of what we believe.[SLIDE 3] In Christ, and his life, we find our own hope and our lives. There are a lot of ways we can re-center ourselves and reconnect back to God when life seems to pull us a hundred thousand different ways. For some it’s gardening and getting their hands dirty in the earth and creation. For some it’s music, and the beautiful melodies stirring the soul. Some love their pets. Some love a good dinner and favorite food. Some love crafting. And some folks just need to sit on the couch and completely dissociate for a few hours.
We are promised that God is always with us. But all too often, when we become overwhelmed and overburdened, we can forget to abide in God’s love and God’s presence. In essence, we don’t lose faith, but we forget to stay close to the source of our life and our holy guide in this life. It’s easy to get a bit lost in the weeds when life throws too many things at us.
[SLIDE 4] Even the disciples struggled with the waiting period of Holy Saturday and understanding what Jesus had taught them all along. When Mary arrived at the tomb on the third day, they found it empty. No stone, no body, no guards, nothing, nada was there. She, Peter, and the other disciple all assumed that Rome, the leading elders, or someone else had illegally snatched Jesus’s body and desecrated his resting place. She even cries out to the disciples that someone or some group had stolen his body.
[SLIDE 5] But when they entered the tomb, it wasn’t a crime scene. The linens were there, the face cloth was neatly folded. It wasn’t a body snatching; it was a resurrection. And it was only at that point, John’s gospel tells us, that the disciples understood what Jesus meant. All the times they heard and experienced Jesus’s words and prophecies, and it was only when they saw with their own eyes, the most fundamental part of Jesus’s work, did they fully understand and believe.
We have the benefit of their testimony and writings. We have the benefit of looking back and deciphering what Jesus said in the whole context. For the disciples, belief was a moment by moment understanding. For us, it’s the big picture that we can understand from start to finish. But we must still have the grace to believe and have faith in this work of love.
That’s why we have to come back and center ourselves here. Be it sitting or walking in God’s creation, hearing and experiencing life around us, taking time to simply be still, we all have to find our way back to this starting point: belief in Christ, who offers life and hope through an understanding of sacrificial love. How do we take time in life to intentionally bring ourselves back to this starting point of faith—to the life-giving resurrection that so defines what we believe?
[SLIDE 6] I have had more than a few people tell me recently that the worry about what kind of future is being left for the next generation. There’s a lot of talk about the turmoil in the world, stretched resources, how different life is now. But I’ve learned a couple of things. First, I think almost every generation says that, and it’s true just the same for every generation. Life changes and becomes different and hard to understand as we get older. But I have also learned that there is, along with all that change, an unchanged truth. A co-worker had a baby this week. Yesterday we all got an email showing mom and a very healthy and beautiful baby girl.
Whatever is going on in the world around us, does not change the hope and love seen in that image of new life and the love of a new mother. And I believe, must believe, that even as God has cared for us for centuries, loved us, helped us, and tended to us in spite of ourselves, God will continue to do that for this new little baby and beyond. Grace is found in believing, almost recklessly, in God’s wisdom, power, and strength to love and lead humanity through until the end of time.
But our hope and belief go even beyond this, for in resurrection, Jesus offers us an understanding of life and love for all time. Isaiah talks about a new heaven and earth, where peace and God’s justice reign. The sufferings of life will be unknown to us. No death at young ages will come. No invaders to plunder and destroy. No misfortune, no struggles to work, peace, love, and comfort will reign in that time. We must, if we are to have any hope at all in this life, we must have the grace in life to believe in the Kingdom of God. That is both in life everlasting and the work of being God’s people here and now.
[SLIDE 7] A friend of mine loves to cook and bake. She’s one of those rare individuals who is gifted at being able to do both. Most folks either cook or bake, but it’s a rare skill to do both. You can tell if it’s been a rough week because there will be cakes, pies, breads, pastries, casseroles, and culinary concoctions galore. The thing is, though, she eats really simple: fish, chicken, and veggies. Beyond tasting for quality, she doesn’t eat much of what she fixes. And yes, I clarified she’s not secretly poisoning us. She does, however, give most of it away to folks when they have a rough week, visiting family, a new birth, an illness, and things like that.
If you ask her why she does all this, she will tell you that she feels closest to God when she has her hands crammed in a mixing bowl with a dirty apron and flour covering her and the kitchen. One time she laughed and said, “I’m a modern-day Martha, I guess. I’d never be able to sit still at Jesus’s feet. This is how I know God. It’s my version of being still.” She would also tell you that she prays every single cake, pie, meatloaf, casserole, and candy helps someone else see God’s goodness in their life.
For me, Good Friday was that moment. I got to hang out at the church all day, setting up the sanctuary and getting the elements of worship ready for that night all while humming “Nearer My God to Thee,” which also worked out perfectly for when I fell off the step at the Communion Table. It was a moment to be grounded again in the work of worship, to come back to the idea of death, life, and life everlasting that is so important to our faith.
[SLIDE 8] Where and how do we bring ourselves back to the beginning? Easter is both a reminder to us that one day we will rise up and be with Christ and that we must come back to the very fundamental point of faith: a Savior who offers hope and love to a people who don’t necessarily deserve it. What helps you to ground yourself, and when was the last time you engaged in that? When we come back to the empty tomb, we are reminded over and over again that every part of life is not in vain, for we can have the grace, and even the audacity, to believe in a life-giving God. [SLIDE 9] And so we proclaim our good news. The Lord is risen! He is risen indeed, hallelujah! [SLIDE 10]
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