Jeremiah 31: 10-14
John 20: 1-18
Easter, April 9, 2023
Rev. Dr. Galen E. Russell III
She turned and said to him in Hebrew, “Rabbouni!” (which means Teacher.”
Prayer: God, you make resurrection power real for us. May we know it, and see it, and feel it, and live it. Amen.
Christ is risen! Christ is risen indeed!
A couple of weeks ago, I was talking with a few of you in the workroom about eyesight, and night vision, and night driving and colorblindness. All that. And one person said—(and you know who you are)—she said, “I can’t see in the dark. My husband doesn’t believe me because he can see in the dark. But I can’t see in the dark.”
Well, I did a little research. Scientists at the University of Rochester and Vanderbilt University did an extensive experiments with computers and eye equipment. Turns out that she’s right… and he’s right. Because the results suggest that in pitch blackness at least 50% of all people can see in the dark, but only when it’s their own hand that they are moving in front of their faces! Lol! That sounds funny, but it means that our brains are attuned to our self-movements and our familiar experiences. So, half of us can have real visual perceptions in the brain without a lot of optical input. Half of us can see what we’re used to seeing, like even in the dark, like driving at night (Around 50% of people can 'see in the dark,' study shows (medicalnewstoday.com). And the other half, not as much.
Suffice it to say that as the gospel of John tells the story, Mary could not see early that first Easter morning because it was dark. Nor could she see because of the darkness in her soul. I mean she had to be sleep-deprived. Probably without her morning cup of coffee. Probably hangry. Definitely grieving deeply. In despair. She had to be stressed out! Her tears were probably non-stop ever since Friday afternoon.
And, she was totally not expecting to find an empty tomb and two angels, let alone seeing Jesus himself. In the murky darkness of early morning, the shadowy figure standing there when she turned around she thought was the gardener!
It was only when Jesus called her by name that a lot of things began to change. For one, her ability to see leapt forward. Not only because maybe the sun was starting to rise up and shed more light on the world, but mostly because the Son of God had risen and shed more of God’s light on the world. Bottom line is that Mary began to see in the dark of the morning and in the darkness of her soul.
Because when Mary recognized Jesus was alive, that meant he was present in her darkness. He was alive in her grief and sadness, her depression, her stress and anxiety. He was alive in her crisis. He was alive in the deepest of all tragedies that she and the rest of the human race could ever face.
Which is the good news of the gospel for us! Because Jesus Christ is alive in our darkness, whatever those may be. He’s alive in our crises, our stress and anxiety. He’s alive in our greatest triumphs and disappointments. Christ is alive in our decisions we need to make and the transitions we go through. Whatever you’re struggling with right now in your life, whatever hopes that were dashed, or hopes of things to come—remember—Christ is alive in it. Amen?!
That’s what I think resurrection means… that God makes Christ alive. And Christ has power to convey his risen life into you and me. And believe it or not, your life is worth Jesus rising into it. No matter who you are, or where you are on life’s journey, your life is worth something to God as Christ rises into it. Because the spirit of the risen Christ will help each of us see in the dark, I think. That is what enables your real life to emerge.
It’s like this story about a man named Sandy who started to lose his eyesight in his late teens due to severe glaucoma. His world went into darkness and so did his soul as he went into a deep depression. One of his best friends named Art decided to help Sandy out promising to be with him as he made his way through life. Art convinced Sandy to go to college and went to classes with Sandy. He read books to him. Art even started calling himself “Darkness” to help Sandy feel that he was never alone. He’d say things like, “Darkness is going to read to you now.” Or “Darkness is walking with you.” That sounded weird to me, but OK. Anyhow, Art organized his life around helping Sandy.
One day though, Art knew that Sandy was becoming too dependent upon him, and while guiding Sandy through Grand Central Station in NYC, Art suddenly said that he had to go. He left his friend alone. Petrified. Sandy stumbled and bumped into people. He fell cutting a gash in his shin. After a couple of terrifying hours, Sandy got on the right train, and got home when he bumped into someone who quickly apologized. Sandy immediately recognized Art’s voice. Turns out Art had followed him all the way home, making sure he was safe and giving him the priceless gift of independence. That he could do it. Sandy later said, “That moment was the spark that caused me to live a completely different life, without fear, without doubt. For that I am tremendously grateful to my friend.” Sandy went on to get married and become a successful entrepreneur and philanthropist. On account of Art, Sandy’s real life emerged. And on account of Sandy, Art’s real life emerged. Art said, “I became a better guy in my own eyes, and began to see who I was: somebody who gives to a friend.”
I think that’s what Christ alive in our lives is like. We get new life, and our real lives can emerge. Lives touched by grace and grace shared with one another. Resurrection means we can help one another see in the dark with a living faith. Which means, I think, believing that God is actively shedding light on the world through us. We may not see how at first. But a living faith means less about being certain and more about keeping our eyes open.
Oh! Guess what? Sandy and Art’s story didn’t stop there. Shortly after Sandy was on his own and married, he got a call from Art who was the one in need this time. Art formed a folk music duo with a high-school friend, and they desperately needed $400 to record their first album. Sandy and his wife Sue only had $404 in their bank account, but Sandy gave his old friend what he needed.
Art and Paul’s first record album wasn’t a success at first, but one of the songs had the opening line “Hello Darkness, my old friend” echoing the way Sandy always greeted Art Garfunkel. Simon and Garfunkel’s song “The Sounds of Silence,” shot up to #1 on the pop charts, and the rest is history.
So, dear Church, my beloved in Christ, let us come to this table today with a living faith that Christ is alive in you. That Christ is alive and helps us see in our darkness. Amen.
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