So many folks don’t get it. Heck, I gotta be honest. Sometimes, I don’t get it. I don’t get what this whole day is
about. Do you get it? In case you don’t, I’m going to show you a
few things to help you. So, let’s start
with this one. Can anyone tell me who
this guy is? Yep, that’s Donald J. Trump. And what position does he hold right
now. He’s the President of the United
States. Now, whether you voted for the
guy or not, that’s the facts of the situation, right? That ain’t fake news.
Ok, just to ease the tension a bit, let me throw
something else up.
Does anyone know what
that is? It’s the first picture of a BlackHole. Now up until this picture (that it took eight
telescopes working simultaneously around the world to even get) we were 99.9%
certain these things existed, but now we know for sure. That black hole you see up there lies 55 million
light years away from us. It is larger
than our entire solar system. And it is six
and a half billion times heavier than our sun.
Six and a half billion! That is amazing.
And this one, I didn’t want to believe was true. Almost
everyone in the world wished that. But it
happened. Notre Dame, the magnificent church
that has stood at the center of Paris for 900 years, went up in flames. Miraculously, much of it survived. But what an awful sight.
Why do I show you these pictures? It’s because until you understand that each
one of these pictures shares a crucial thing in common with the words you’re
about to hear, you won’t really get the power of Easter. But when you do understand it will change
everything about how you see yourself, how you see others, and how you see this
world. So how do these pictures connect
to Easter? In these words, God shows
you the way. Let’s listen and hear what God
has to say.
Do you get what Easter is? Do you really get it? Easter is news. It just as much news as Trump getting elected
or Notre Dame burning. And until you get that, until you get that God
is telling you something that actually happened, you’ll never get the power
that Easter holds.
That’s why Paul uses the words he uses. Do you see that word “proclaimed” as in “the
good news that I proclaimed to you?” That word proclaim is in Greek, Kerosso. And it has a very specific meaning. It’s what a kerox did, a herald. They
proclaimed, they kerossoed, so to speak.
You see. In the
ancient world, they didn’t have CNN or Fox or MSNBC. They had heralds. Heralds moved through the cities proclaiming
the news. And by news, I don’t mean 10
ways to reduce worry or what folks are wearing in Rome. I mean news of wars won, emperors crowned,
taxes raised, stuff that affected everyone, news that shifted history.
And that same word for herald, Paul uses here. All the early followers of Jesus used
it. They made it clear. We are heralds. We bring you news, news so momentous it has
shifted everything forever. That’s why they used the euangelion too, here
translated as good news. Greek speakers
didn’t use Euangelion for just any good news.
They used it for specific news, typically news of a victory over an enemy. And
that word, euangelion, tells you how momentous Easter news is. In Jesus, God has won a victory. No God has won the victory; over everything that
separates you from God, even death. God isn’t giving you some inspirational story. God isn’t giving you a philosophy of
life. God is giving you news, something
that actually happened.
Why do you think Paul talks about all these witnesses? Paul is telling you. Check my story out. Ask the witnesses. Most are still around. After all, Paul is writing just twenty years
after Jesus’ resurrection. That’s about as recent
as 9-11.
And if Easter means that, if it is news, then that
news, it changes everything. If God has
defeated death, it means anything is possible, anything. It means
from nothing, even the nothingness of death, God can bring everything. It makes what Jackie Pullinger has done make
sense.
Do you know that story? Jackie Pullinger, a twenty-something English
woman showed up in Hong Kong in 1966 with less than twenty bucks in her pocket,
wanting to be a missionary. She had
talked to some pastor who told her. Book
a ticket to the furthest place you can afford and get off there. So, she did just that. That’s how she ended up in Hong Kong, in Kowloon
the Walled City, so awful a place its Chinese name was just one word,
Darkness. And there working in a mission school, she started
reaching out to hard-core heroin and opium addicts. Inspired
by her own experience of God’s Spirit coming upon her, she told them. If they prayed with her for four hours every
day, God would give them the strength to overcome their addiction. Since no
one else was giving them any hope, they tried it. And it worked. As they prayed, God’s Spirit came. Women and men whose drug use had reduced them
to a living death, rose up and became free.
Her success became so stunning that the Hong Kong government even gave
her land to build her own center to expand the work. And so, the St. Stephen’s Society was born Over 50 years later, thousands, thousands
have become drug free through her work.
Now how can praying four hours a day free someone from
a brutal addiction, I have no idea. But
it’s happened, again and again and again.
And that’s not fake news. You can look it up. Google it. It happened.
It’s happening even as I speak. Why?
Because in Jesus, God did something amazing, incredible,
world-changing. God defeated death. And if God has done that, God can do anything. From nothing, God brings something. Heck, from
nothing, God can even bring everything.
And that’s good because two weeks ago on a Monday evening, that’s all we
had, nothing.
Two weeks ago, our church came together with 1400 others
for a big assembly to change some things in our county. We had
made progress. The new sheriff was
coming. We were pretty sure, he was
going to say yes to what we were asking.
But on the big ask, we had nothing.
We had learned. If you were seriously mentally ill, you
needed supportive housing. With
supportive housing you live independently, but people check in on you, make
sure you take your meds, go to therapy, stuff like that. And this sort of housing saves lives, saves
money even. Yet in spite of that, over
200 people were still on the waiting list to get it. We wanted that changed. So, we
went to a county commissioner to get it done.
And well, we didn’t get it done. She
gave us something, but something so low, it was really nothing. And forget about her showing up at the assembly. She wasn’t going to do that.
But when I walked in to that assembly that night, someone
came up to me. She said, the Vice-Mayor of Broward County is here. But we hadn’t
invited the Vice-Mayor. We hadn’t even
talked to him. But here he was. So, we asked him. Would you support the funding to get those
folks off the waiting list? He said, Yes.
You’ll say so publicly here? He said, yes. It’s like God said. “Why go for a county commissioner, when I can
get you the vice-mayor?” And out of nothing,
not only came something, but with God’s help, will come everything for those 200
in need.
That’s nice and all, but this news, this good news of
Easter has to go further than that. Yes, it brings freedom from addiction. Yes, it moves public leaders to do the right
thing. But on Easter, Jesus did more
than defeat a drug or move a leader, Jesus defeated death. That’s the news that changed everything. But how can that be? People still die. But the news of Easter is. Death is not the end of the story. Because of Jesus, God’s love, a love that defeats
even death, that is the end of the story.
Last Sunday, after reading Jayson Greene’s story, I could
hardly stand. It shared news that
terrifies me. Jayson shared the news
of the day his beautiful 2-year-old daughter, Greta died. She was sitting on a park bench beside her
grandmother outside her apartment building. Eight floors above, a brick on a windowsill came
loose. It hurtled down. It struck Greta. The doctors did all they could, but Greta
Greene died.
For months afterwards, Jayson, her father, writes he
couldn’t go to the park to run. That had
been their place. As he describes it; “The park was our place, Greta’s and mine — every tree,
every leaf, every passing doggy belonged to the two of us.”
But one day, he feels compelled to go.
He runs past fields full of children, eyes fixed straight ahead. But at the edge of the park something happens.
“There at the park’s mouth,” he writes, "my heart stirs, and I feel a peculiar
elation. I recognize her. Greta is
somewhere nearby. I feel her energy, playfully expectant. Come
find me, Daddy, she says. Tears spring and run freely down my face. I
hear you, baby girl, I whisper. Daddy’s
coming to get you."
"Elated, I enter the park and
immediately spot her; she is waiting for me, hiding behind the big tree in the
clearing between the Vanderbilt playground and the duck pond. She appears from
behind the tree with a flourish, giggling, just like in our old game [of hide
and seek]. Standing in the park, staring at her, I make a strange and primal
sound, deep and rich like a belly laugh, hard and sharp like a sob. You
are here. You picked the park. Good choice, baby girl."
Oblivious to the people
around me, I run to her. She wiggles in anticipatory joy. Stooping down, I scoop
her up under her soft armpits, her shoulder blades meeting at the pads of my
fingers, and I lift her up into the sky. She is invisible to passersby — to
them, there is nothing in the spot next to the tree where she stands laughing
and clapping but a patch of grass, and there is nothing in my arms but air. But
she is not here for them; she is here for me….I feel her presence filling up my
heart, and with it comes a strange exhilaration. I feel like I’ve discovered an
opening. I don’t know quite what’s behind it yet. But it is there. I have been raised secular by my parents, and
I’ve never set foot in a church for more than an hour. But I will do anything for
Greta, I am learning. And that includes becoming a mystic, so that I might
still enjoy her company."
And as he leaves, Jayson
gropes for his phone, and writes simply these words. “There will be more light upon this earth for
me.”
Easter is not some inspirational
story or philosophy of life. It ia news,
good news, the greatest, most beautiful, most blessedly incredible news
ever. And because Jesus lives, Greta
lives. She lives because that empty tomb
tells you. Not even death defeats God’s love.
Now you don’t have to believe
that. You can choose to think that hundreds
of witnesses were wrong. But if you get
it, if you get that this stunning amazing thing actually happened, it changes everything. You will know. If death can’t defeat God’s love, nothing
can. Everything is changed. It’s not death time. It’s new life time. It’s not Greta is gone time. It is Greta lives time. It’s
not death has the last word time. It’s
love has the last word time. This news tells
you. It’s resurrection time. And in
resurrection time, anything is possible.
Look at the miracle of Notre
Dame. What looked gone will soon rise
again. But it is Notre Dame. Of course,
that would happen. No, you know it’s
resurrection time, not because of Notre Dame.
You know it because of three Black Baptist churches in Lafayette,
Louisiana. 2 months ago, an arsonist
burned down those churches. So, the
local Baptist association put up a Go Fund Me page to raise 1.8 million dollars
to help them rebuild. And a journalist
named Yashar Ali saw it. And tweeted that
he was giving a thousand dollars, and asked others to join in. And they did! Within
three days, folks had given over 2 million.
And it hasn’t stopped. Now who is
Yashar Ali? He’s Iranian. He’s Gay.
And he’s Catholic, devoutly so. When an Iranian Gay Catholic leads the charge
for Black Baptists in Louisiana, you know what time it is. It’s
resurrection time.
It’s not stand divided in
hate time. It’s come together in love time. Cause, it’s not discrimination time. It’s celebration time. It’s everyone belongs in God's house time. Because, it’s not death time. It’s new life time. It’s not death has the last word time. It’s love has the last word time. Sister and brothers, what time is it? It’s resurrection time. So, go out and live this news. Practice
resurrection. Together let’s make sure everyone knows the beauty
and power of this news. For, it’s
come together and live the love time. Because
sisters and brothers, what time is it.
It’s Resurrection time.