Sermon — April 20, 2025
The Rev. Greg Johnston
Alleluia! Christ is risen. The Lord is risen indeed. Alleluia!
So I have good news for you, this Easter morning, and I have bad news. Which one do you want to hear first? […] Okay, well, the bad news this morning is that when the disciples head home on Easter afternoon, the story of the Resurrection isn’t finished yet; it’s only just beginning. But there’s good news, too—and this may ring a bell. Because the good news is that when the disciples head home on Easter afternoon, the story of the Resurrection isn’t finished yet; it’s only just beginning.
Mary and Joanna and Mary, these three most faithful followers of Christ, go to the tomb at the crack of dawn on Easter day. They go expecting to find Jesus’ body in the tomb, and to use the spices they bring to prepare his body for burial.
But the story of Easter is not the story of a body in a tomb. Because when they go to the tomb, they find that the stone that’s covering it has been rolled away, and when they go inside, they find that there is no body there; the tomb is empty.
But the story of Easter is not the story of an empty tomb. Because while they’re standing there confused about what’s happened, they see two men, in dazzling clothes, and they’re afraid. These men must be angels, messengers from God. And they have a question for these disciples. While Mary and Joanna and Mary bow their faces in awe, the two men ask them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen.” (Luke 24:5)
“Why do you look for the living among the dead?”
The story of Easter is not the story of a stone rolled away, or the story of an empty tomb. It’s the story of a living Christ. Not the story of a Messiah who came back to life back then, but the story of a Messiah who lives, even now. On Easter morning, Jesus burst forth from the tomb, and went out into the world, and he never went back. We say that he ascended into heaven, but he didn’t die again, he lives, and so the work of love that God began in Jesus’ life on earth continues even now.
“Why do you look for the living among the dead?” the two men ask. Because the story of Easter is a living story. We don’t just live in the world after the Resurrection of Christ. We live in the world of the Resurrected Christ who leads and guides us even now, in the present. And that’s what I mean when I say that when the disciples go home on Easter afternoon, the story of the Resurrection isn’t finished yet, it’s only just beginning.
There’s a very real sense in which that is bad news. We believe that the story has a really happy ending; but we’re not there yet. The final chapter of the story God is writing for our world is what we heard described in our reading from Isaiah this morning. God promises us a new creation, “new heavens and a new earth,” (Isaiah 65:17) a world in which we will “no more” hear “the sound of weeping,” or “the cry of distress,” (65:19) a world in which no one will die before her time. It’s a world in which “they shall not hurt or destroy on all my holy mountain,” says the Lord; a world of peace so complete that “the wolf and the lamb” will graze together, and the lion will munch straw next to the ox. (65:25) It is a world in which all our sorrows will be ended and all our divisions cease. I wish that we already lived in this world. But we don’t. Because the story of the Resurrection isn’t finished yet.
I say that’s bad news. But of course, if you’ve lived in this world for long enough to graduate from the Egg Hunt, you know that it isn’t really news at all. You can hear that our world is still full of weeping and distress. You can see that wolves literal and metaphorical do not lie down next to their prey in peace. You can go visit God’s “holy mountain.” It’s Mount Zion, in Jerusalem, the Temple Mount, where you’ll find the Western Wall (sometimes called the “Wailing Wall”) and al-Aqsa Mosque, the Dome of the Rock. You tell me if that holy mountain is free of pain and destruction yet.
The final chapter that Isaiah foretells has not yet become reality, because the story of the Resurrection isn’t finished yet. But that’s good news, too. The Resurrection of Jesus long ago is only the “first fruits” of a greater harvest, the apostle Paul writes in his letter to the Corinthians. (1 Cor. 15:20) On Easter Day, the story of the Resurrection is only just begun, and it’s a story that will build and build until God’s love has triumphed over “every ruler and every authority and power,” (15:24) until finally the last enemy is defeated, which is death itself. (15:26)
And that may sound abstract, but Christ lives among us now in the most concrete ways, in places where he said we’d find him, long ago. In every act of love you see in this world—in every stranger we welcome to a new land, in every hungry person who is fed, in every child or elder who receives love or compassion or care—the living Christ who rose two thousand years ago is there, and just as you do to the least of his children, so also you do to him. We don’t see Jesus now, but—trusting in the promise that he is leading us toward the end of the story—we live in the hope of the Resurrection.
Sometimes that hope is hard to feel. But hope isn’t really a feeling. It’s a choice about how to live. And on this Easter Sunday, that may be the best news of all.
The Canadian Anglican priest Jesse Zink writes about the difference between hope, optimism, and despair. Despair, he says, is to live life thinking, “if this is what the present is like, the future is nothing to look forward to.” Optimism is “the naïve view that the future will be bright, happy, and prosperous.” But hope is something else. Hope, he says, is “to live now in the expectation of what is coming in the future.”
This hope is a choice. It’s the choice to look at the unfinished stories of our lives, and our nation, and our world—the chapters of pain and regret, of sorrow and of grief, of struggle and of strife—to look at them honestly, to see them as they really are, and then to choose to live as though the story of the Resurrection isn’t over yet, as if it’s only just begun; to live as if Jesus really were leading us toward a world of grace and mercy, justice and peace, a world in God’s love will triumph over all, even over the power of death itself. And living this way will look different from living as if this were all there was. It should look like Christ’s self-sacrificing love. And we can numb ourselves with optimism or give in to despair; or we can choose to live in hope, to follow in the way of love that Jesus walked, living in the expectation that the story of the Resurrection isn’t over yet, but has only just begun.