And now for Easter another round of preaching (next week its going to be Ogres again). :-)
The Text I am going to look at is in John 20, 11 - 16: “But Mary stood weeping outside the tomb, and as she wept she stooped to look into the tomb. 12 And she saw two angels in white, sitting where the body of Jesus had lain, one at the head and one at the feet. 13 They said to her, „Woman, why are you weeping?” She said to them, “They have taken away my Lord, and I do not know where they have laid him.” 14 Having said this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing, but she did not know that it was Jesus. 15 Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?” Supposing him to be the gardener, she said to him, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have laid him, and I will take him away.” 16 Jesus said to her, “Mary.” She turned and said to him in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which means Teacher).“
This is one of those striking pictures the bible draws for us. Here we see a distraught Mary weeping at the tomb of Christ. The two men she had come with, have already gone and she alone has remained weeping in utter anguish for the death of her master, friend and hope.
God does not chastise her for that, he knows her sorrow is true. Instead he sends her two angels that are supposed to comfort her. But to no avail. She wants Jesus, not angels and thus turns around to leave. Can you imagine that? She sees angels and turns away! Let that sink in for a moment.
Seeing angels never was a common thing. It was and is always a shocking, humbling experience. I have seen angels twice in my life and I am glad that it has not been more often.
And yet she turns away. Her thoughts are so focused on her master, her loss and the body, that she basically just ignores the angels and walks off.
She is not content with seeing something heavenly, no, she wants him, him she thinks she has lost. She searches for Jesus.
And then Jesus comes to her.
Do you see the beauty of that?
But she does not recognize him. Why? She is so focused on her pain and sorrow that, even though he is standing right before her, she can not see him. And like being blind she, like with the angels before, just frantically asks him, no begs him to show her the body. "At least give me that", is what she thinks. "Don't take that away from me."
What does Jesus do? Does he walk away? Does he throw his hands up and shakes his head?
No, he comes closer and finally calls her by her name.
Jesus in his ministry on earth healed so many blind people, and now he heals another one. He opens her eyes and calls her by her name.
There is a place in the bible (Matthew 7, 23) "And then will I declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from me, you workers of lawlessness.’". But Mary he knows. And in knowing her, she knows him. This "Knowing" is something very special in biblical context. When we "know" something, than that usually means that we have some knowledge about a fact or truth in some kind of field. But the biblical "knowing" is way deeper. It is not just a basic knowledge about something or someone, it is a choosing, emotional binding in depth knowing. The modern version of it would be like being soulbound. A indistrucable connection. The bible teaches us that when God "foreknows" somebody it means that he has chosen this person to be saved by his sons substitutional death on the cross before the beginning of the world.
One of the oldest german poems comes from the medieval period. It describes this special bond of love in such a beautiful way that I have to give it here:
Dû bist mîn, ich bin dîn: (you are mine, I am yours)
des solt dû gewis sîn, (never question that)
dû bist beslozzen (you are locked)
in mînem herzen; (inside my heart)
verlorn ist das sluzzelîn: (the key is lost)
When Jesus knows you, this is the truth over your life.
And Jesus knows Mary. And now her eyes are open. The tears have gone, light has shown into the darkness and the night is over. Finally she can see. Finally her eyes are open and she just says "Rabboni".
I will leave you with that and wish you a happy Easter.
The Lord is risen! He is risen indeed!
May God bless and keep you till he comes back,
Avarchillion