HE IS RISEN

Lost and Found

“Lost and Found” by Greg Olsen. Used with Permission. www.GregOlsen.com

Gospel – April 12, 2020 – June 20:1-9

On the first day of the week,
Mary of Magdala came to the tomb early in the morning,
while it was still dark,
and saw the stone removed from the tomb.
So she ran and went to Simon Peter
and to the other disciple whom Jesus loved, and told them,
“They have taken the Lord from the tomb,
and we don’t know where they put him.”
So Peter and the other disciple went out and came to the tomb.
They both ran, but the other disciple ran faster than Peter
and arrived at the tomb first;
he bent down and saw the burial cloths there, but did not go in.
When Simon Peter arrived after him,
he went into the tomb and saw the burial cloths there,
and the cloth that had covered his head,
not with the burial cloths but rolled up in a separate place.
Then the other disciple also went in,
the one who had arrived at the tomb first,
and he saw and believed.
For they did not yet understand the Scripture
that he had to rise from the dead.

What must it have been like, that Saturday? The anticipation of what was coming?

For the Romans, anticipating a response from the people, especially the Zealots, to the Romans killing of a very charismatic and very popular young preacher.

For the elders, chief priests and scribes, anticipating demands of the people for their part in the death of Jesus.

They waited in dread.

For the Apostles – the Eleven in hiding – and those who knew him best, the anticipation of how this resurrection thing would look.

And for Mary, his mother, awaiting the fulfillment of the promise God had made her so long ago when Gabriel told her she would be the mother of God Incarnate.

In her sadness, and the sadness and the chaos with the Apostles – there was HOPE.

And then Mary Magdalene approaches the tomb in darkness only to find the stone rolled away.

When Peter and John arrive, Peter goes in alone to find the tomb – empty. Everything neatly folded and placed. And now – they understood.

Neither the burial cloths, the stone at the opening nor Death itself could separate Jesus from us – whom he died for in Love.

HE IS RISEN.

At least that’s what I heard Him say…

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