Everyday
Resurrection!
Luke
24:13-35
Grace and peace are
already ours for we belong to the family of Jesus the Christ. Our gospel today is about two persons
travelling on the road to Emmaus. Don’t ask me where Emmaus is, for I have been
to Israel six times and every time I asked our guides to take us to the place
called Emmaus. Some of them were Jewish and others Palestinians, however they
all said to me there is no place called Emmaus anywhere in Israel. One person said”Emmaus
is nowhere here” and on hearing that from him I preached an Easter sermon that
year with the title: “EMMAUS IS EVERYWHERE”. In fact I share the same thoughts
with you today under the title: “EVERYDAY RESURRECTION”. The background of our
gospel passage was the first Easter day evening. There were two disillusioned
and disappointed persons; persons who were in shock, grief and denial
travelling on that road to Emmaus. Perhaps they have known Jesus personally. Or
perhaps thy have known intimately those who followed the prophet’s footsteps.
These two persons were attracted by the simple yet challenging words Jesus who
spoke about love and forgiveness and peace. They must have been mesmerized by
his commonsense logic on issues of justice and equality. Perhaps they have
witnessed how this simple peasant of Galilee transmitted God’s power among
people by his life and life style. Now they are agonizing over the events of that
cruel Friday. How can the Jewish nation, the Sanhedrin, the high priest, the Roman
governor and Herod the king, plot together and kill such an innocent man? How
can this world treat so cruelly a person like Jesus of Nazareth? He was so
humble and transparent. He made God easily
accessible to human kind. We thought this is the man who would redeem Israel
but see what happened. And as they were grieving over Jesus’s gruesome death, a
stranger suddenly intervened. ”What are you discussing about?” the stranger
asked. And the two persons in turn responded to the stranger “were you not in
Jerusalem these past few days.”Didn’t you read today’s Jerusalem Post?’ The
stranger then said that for thousands of years from the time of Moses, and with
the predictions of the prophets, we were told this will happen to Jesus. It
will be by suffering that Jesus would enter glory. In the tone and mannerism,
in the very looks and gestures, the stranger reminded them the same old familiar
person with the face of God and with the name Jesus of Nazareth. When the two persons
however reached their destination it was almost evening. So the two persons urged
the stranger to stay with them that night and they had a meal together. The
guest during the meal took the bread, blessed and broke and gave thanks and
they all ate. As the guest immediately left, the two of them began to share
their memories of him. One said “he warmed our hearts as he explained the
scriptures to us on the way. It was the dame phrase uttered by the founder of
the Methodist church John Wesley when he had a conversion experience. “My heart
was strangely warmed”. Then the other one said “see how quickly the one, who came
to us as our guest, became the host of the occasion. How wonderfully he blessed
our meal and served us and then quickly vanished”. In fact the bible tells us,
this Jesus of Nazareth during his life on earth constantly ate and drank with
the poor and the despised, the outcast and the people of the margins. He earned
the knick name “a drunkard and a glutton”. And now that act is followed again
by the resurrected Jesus. He is blessing a simple feast in Emmaus. He is eating
bread and broiled fish with the disciples on a sea beach. He reminds us of the
great promise of the resurrection feast where no one will be hungry and of the
banquet table where the first will be last and the last first.
In
1847 an English clergyman by the name Henry Light read this story from Luke 24
and wrote a beautiful hymn. It is No.700 in our hymnal. Perhaps the words of
this hymn may speak to you more powerfully than my words: Abide with me fast falls the
eventide; the darkness deepens Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and
comforts flee, help of the helpless, O, abide with me. This hymn has 5 verses in it.
The resurrection story for me is not about the mechanics of how Jesus rose
from the dead. I have tried hard in my life to convince many with the proofs of
resurrection. Now I don’t do that for I realize resurrecting Jesus from the
dead is not my business. It is God’s job. However I am challenged by the
magnificent Easter message to live a life at a higher level. A message to live
a life with social and political awareness, to live a life to the full, to live
a life of transforming strangers into friends, to live a life bringing comfort
to the grieving and the confused persons, to live a life helping persons make
meaning in their lives.
Here is my closing story: A community
wide Easter pageant assigned various people in the town to play the different
parts. The character of Jesus went to a most unlikely person-a big, burly, barroom
brawler, an oilfield worker, the most unlikely person to be typecast as our
Lord. After several weeks of rehearsals, the day of the Easter pageant finally
arrived. When they came to the part of the play where Jesus was being led away
to be crucified, one little man, filing in as part of the crowd, got caught up
in the emotion of the drama. He joined in the shouts of “crucify him! Crucify
him!” as Jesus was led away toward Calvary. Then, in the midst of shouting
insults at the top of his lungs, he accidently sprayed some spit in the face of
the character playing Jesus, as the actor walked by carrying the cross in his
back. The oilfield worker stopped in his tracks, reached up and wiped his face
dry. And then he looked at the little man and said:”I ‘ll be back to take care
of you after then resurrection.”
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