“Easter, Interrupted”
But the angel said to the women, "Don't be
afraid. I know that you are looking for Jesus who was crucified. 6
He isn't here, because he's been raised from the dead, just as he said. Come,
see the place where they laid him. 7 Now hurry, go and tell his disciples,
'He's been raised from the dead. He's going on ahead of you to Galilee. You
will see him there.' I've given the message to you." (Matthew 28:5-7
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This
Easter was a really strange one. It was
interrupted in two ways. In Southeast Minnesota,
we got about six inches of snow, the heavy slushy type. Travel would have been difficult. This was my picture of the deck on
Easter. This was not your typical sunny,
chocolate bunny, jelly beans, lily-filled holiday.
But there was also a bigger, far
more serious interruption. This year it
took place during the Covid-19 pandemic.
It was unusual in that we could not get together for worship due to the
“Stay-at-Home” order. We missed
that. But beyond that, folks are
justifiably worried, about heath, about livelihoods, about loved ones, about
how things will continue on. This was
not the joyous gathering, “Jesus Christ is Risen Today”, trumpets blaring holy
day. These concerns go far beyond this one
day.
The Gospel reading is about some
of the women who followed Jesus during his earthly ministry. They went to the tomb where Jesus had been
laid after his death. But their plan was
interrupted by the earth shaking and an angel telling them this amazing good
news. They were looking for Jesus in the
tomb, but he is not there. Their
mourning was cut short. Jesus’ life, it
seemed, was interrupted by his death on the cross. But the Easter message is that this is not a
haphazard or aimless event; is part of God’s plan.
The meaning of Easter is, that
it is death itself that has been interrupted, and the chance for eternal life,
a life beyond this one is present in Jesus.
Because of this, whatever is going on in our world, we know that a place
exists in which there is no mourning, or tears, or pain, and death will be no
more. We place our hope in the one who
lived and died and is now risen.
Thine is the glory, risen, conquering Son;
Endless is the victory thou o’er death has won.
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