Mark
16:1-8
Mark’s
Gospel is usually my favorite gospel. I like the way that Mark paints the
picture clearly, without too much fuss, and leaves the reader to draw a lot of
their own connections.
That
being said, with this the last chapter of Mark, I wish the author had been a
bit more wordy.
Darkness
has again fallen on the followers of Jesus. They have suffered through the betrayal
and trial and death of Jesus only to gather together for the least celebratory Sabbath
they had ever experienced. They grieved, they mourned, and they cried, wailed
and feared. What will happen to us now? Who will we follow? How can we go on
living?
At some
point during the observation of Sabbath three women gathered together and
formed a plan, a plan to honor their Lord as he should have been honored.
It is immediately
after the Sabbath, which would be Saturday night, that these three women, Mary Magdalene,
Mary the mother of James, and Salome went out to the market place to buy spices
for the anointing of Christ’s body. Things had happened in such a rush that the
customs had not been followed. Jesus’ body had not be properly cared for and
they wanted to remedy that as soon as possible.
As the
dawn breaks they approach the tomb wondering who they will get to roll away the
stone. With all of their prepping and planning they had not thought about this
particular need. Perhaps they could find someone willing nearby. Perhaps the
three of them working together could shift its weight. Perhaps one of them
should go back to get one or two of the men to help.
As they
looked up from their discussion they see that the stone has been moved already.
They say nothing to each other but instead rush into the open tomb, no doubt to
make sure that the body of their lord had not been disturbed. But what they saw
their disturbed them quite a bit!
Inside
they saw a young man, according to Mark, dressed in white. They are more than a
little upset; in fact they are alarmed or shocked. Of course, you would be too,
wouldn’t you?
This young
man tells them not to fear, that Christ has risen and will meet his brothers in
Galilee. He tells them to spread the good news to Peter and the disciples.
And
filled with terror and amazement they flee from the tomb. They flee from the
tomb and tell no one what they have seen.
This is
how the oldest copies of Mark that we have end, with frightened women running
away. They were scared that someone might have taken Christ’s body, perhaps
even the young man they met at the tomb. But perhaps they were even more afraid
that no one had taken him, that he had indeed risen. What would that mean?
And it
makes me wonder, how often do we turn away now from the possibility of
resurrection? How often do I let my fear keep me silent?
When a
loved one is facing the darkness of depression, sure that the path they are on
leads only to destruction, do we run in fear, or do we dare speak words of
resurrection?
When we
hear the words cancer, terminal, untreatable, do we turn in fear, or do we dare
to speak words of resurrection?
When we
hear of vicious murders of 147 people at Kenyan University do we shake our
heads in disbelief, or do we dare speak words of resurrection?
When we
learn about the hundreds of women and girls who are victims of sex trafficking on
own very own Highway 20 and Highway 72 do we sign at the unfairness, or do we
dare to speak words of resurrection?
When we
look into the dark places, do we pull our purses tight and lock our doors, or
do we dare to speak words of resurrection?
The king
of glory came in the form of a man, and all the dark places, all of the Hades
all of our personal hells were lighted up! There is no darkness we can know that Jesus has not
already known. Death had no gate strong enough to keep him in and darkness was
powerless at the coming of the light!
Darkness
is powerless over the light of Christ! Speak words of resurrection into the
darkest of nights, knowing that you cannot be anywhere Christ is not waiting on
you to arrive.
Do not
turn in fear from the challenges of resurrection friends; speak the words of
truth, the words of resurrection into every dark place, knowing that his light
wins, every time.
Christ
is risen! He is risen indeed!
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