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3rd Sunday of Easter (May 4, 2003)
“Easy for You to Say
…” Dr. Julie Adkins
Text: Luke 24:36b-48
SERMON
I’m sure there must have been days when Jesus wondered
whether the disciples were ever going to get the
story straight,
ever going to understand what he was really about.
In the text for today,
we see him after the resurrection,
still trying to teach them,
to make clear to them who he was and what it meant.
Were they ever going to get it?
By the same token,
I wonder whether, sometimes,
the disciples wondered if Jesus really got
it.
Here he is, in yet another post-resurrection appearance,
and the first words out of his mouth are,
“Peace be with you.”
Sure, Jesus …
easy for you to say!
While you’ve been in the tomb or wherever it is you’ve
been the last three days,
we’ve been hiding out in fear for our lives.
We wouldn’t know peace if it came and swept us off our
feet.
Don’t you get it, Jesus?
Being your follower is a capital offense these days.
We’re scared.
Is “Peace be with you” all that you’re going to say?
Remember the circumstances, as
well.
In John’s gospel, where he says the same words …
the reading that we heard last week …
the disciples are hiding away in an upper room
behind a locked door,
when Jesus suddenly appears and says “Peace be
with you” …
the same words we hear in Luke’s story.
Peace, Jesus?
You’ve just come floating through a locked door somehow,
and you want us to be at peace?
We watched them take you down off the cross, and put you in
that tomb.
You were dead, brother.
But here you show up again when you were dead a few days ago,
and you tell us to be at peace?
Easy for you to say, Jesus.
You be at peace.
We’re afraid for our lives.
And now, in Luke’s version,
Jesus says the same words.
And the situation is just as weird:
It happens right after the Emmaus
road trip.
Remember? Two
followers, Cleopas and another who is unnamed,
meet up with Jesus as they are walking to Emmaus,
only they don’t recognize him as they are talking
along they road.
They only figure out who he is
when he breaks the bread, at the table with them,
but then immediately he vanishes from their sight.
So even though it’s after dark by this time,
they run back to Jerusalem to tell the eleven
“main” disciples.
And while they are telling the story,
suddenly, somehow, Jesus is in the midst of them
when he wasn’t there before.
Imagine the different reactions.
The eleven disciples hadn’t yet seen Jesus.
Remember? Earlier
that same morning,
Mary Magdalene and some other women had found them,
and told them this hogwash about the tomb being
empty,
and some “men in dazzling clothes” telling them
that Jesus had risen.
And they didn’t believe it.
Luke says they thought it was an “idle tale.”
You’ve heard me talk about that before!
So, the eleven didn’t really believe he was raised;
they may even have been speculating about whether
someone had stolen the body,
and wondering what if anything they could do about
it.
But here is Jesus,
suddenly standing among them,
and Luke says that they thought they were seeing a
ghost.
Startled, and terrified.
And Jesus says, “Peace be with you.”
Sure, Jesus. Easy
for you to say.
And, what about those two who
had run all the way back from Emmaus?
Last time they saw Jesus, he was in Emmaus!
And of course, he vanished,
but somehow I bet they didn’t see him anywhere on
the road,
running back alongside them.
Yet here he is, back in Jerusalem.
You think that didn’t scare them?
He was there; he disappears; now he’s here.
“Peace be with you,” says Jesus.
Easy for you to say.
So many of the struggles and the challenges of our faith
journeys
seem to come about, at least in part,
because things are easier to say than they are to
do.
Particularly, it sometimes seems,
it is easy for God or Jesus to tell us something,
but hard for us to do what they said.
We wonder, sometimes, if they really get it.
Or if their expectations are impossibly high.
If Jesus appeared in here this morning and said, “Peace be
with you,”
we could make him some pretty good arguments about
that, couldn’t we?
Easy for you to say, Jesus.
But my neighbor’s house was broken into last week,
and now I’m frightened.
My doctor says I need to come back in for some more tests.
My daughter lost her job last year,
and still hasn’t been able to find anything in
this bad economy.
My best friend just found out she has cancer.
My grandson is stationed over in Iraq.
What is there to be at peace about?
It’s not any easier for us than it was for them
to take Jesus at his word.
Because no matter how hard they tried,
and no matter how hard we try,
it really can’t be done halfway.
And I’ve been finding this hard to verbalize,
so bear with me, okay?
Let’s start by talking about the disciples,
because it’s always easier to pick on someone
else
than to start with our own lives, right?
In some respects, the disciples had it easier than we do.
They had Jesus right there, in the flesh …
if he said something they didn’t understand –
which apparently happened quite often! –
they could just ask him what it meant;
they didn’t have to do consult the rabbi
or look it up in some learned commentary
or take a vote among themselves.
He was there …
and there was something about him
that people found either tremendously reassuring
or tremendously threatening.
Jesus was intense.
In a way, his followers kind of got carried along in his
wake.
As with any charismatic leader,
sometimes the followers are more “into” the
leader
than they are interested in the actual content of
what he or she teaches.
Some of Jesus’ followers –
maybe not the twelve disciples, but some of
the gang –
were probably more like “Jesus groupies” than
they were true disciples.
They might in time become real disciples,
but they weren’t there yet.
They were caught up in the excitement,
the miracles, the crowds.
Even the Twelve weren’t always on board
with what Jesus tried to teach them …
maybe they didn’t understand, maybe it was just
too much.
Anyway, for a whole lot of people in Jesus’ time,
they were intrigued, they were interested;
they weren’t yet committed.
And so when he was crucified, and he died,
one of two things happened:
Either they quickly wrote him off, thinking,
well, he was wrong all along,
glad I didn’t get too caught up in that …
Or, they were devastated,
because their leader was gone,
and they were still dependent on him to tell them
what to think and to do, and how to act.
Either way,
when he suddenly shows up again,
neither group is particularly at peace.
Is he a ghost? Is
he real?
Which of those two is a scarier option?!
No one had believed the whole
story when Jesus told it.
Not even the women, although they were the first finally to
“get it”
when they appeared at the empty tomb.
No one really believed that he was going to die in the
first place.
But after that really and truly did happen,
no one believed he was going to come back, either.
If they had believed what he said to them,
he would not have had to say “Peace be with
you”
when he reappeared.
They would have been at peace.
They would already have understood that Jesus was
telling them the truth,
that all was going according to plan,
even if it’s not how they would have done
it,
and none of it would have surprised
them.
Their lack of peace,
was because they only believed Jesus halfway.
Now … does that start to sound like anyone else we know?
Two thousand years later, we still struggle with only
believing Jesus halfway.
In this sense, we have it easier than the disciples:
They were hearing it all for the first time;
we have been hearing it for a long time …
many of us, for our whole lives.
Yet it remains a challenge.
There is so much that Jesus says that makes sense to us,
that seems right,
that seems like a good way to live our lives,
and so in those respects,
we follow him as faithfully as we are able,
and encourage others to do the same!
But there are other things that Jesus says and does
that we do not understand,
or that we understand and don’t like,
and so, those things we lay aside, or ignore.
Love your neighbor as yourself –
sounds good, let’s do it.
Love your enemies, and pray for those who persecute you –
Jesus just doesn’t understand.
Like those disciples long ago,
we fail to understand that it’s all of a piece
…
it’s a seamless garment, like the one Jesus had
that the soldiers cast lots for.
Here’s what I don’t mean:
I do not mean that God is going to shun us if we still
have doubts,
and have trouble accepting the whole story.
God is far more gracious than we give God credit for!
I do mean that, as long as we limp along with a kind
of half-faith,
we will never have the peace that Jesus continues
to wish for us,
and for all who follow him.
Like I said last week,
our doubts don’t hurt God; they hurt us.
“Peace be with you” is an easy enough thing to say
…
it is impossible for that wish to come true,
until and unless we allow God to be Lord of
everything,
not just some things.
Either our lives are in God’s hands,
or they are not.
There is no halfway.
That is to say, from God’s side of the equation, there is
no halfway.
From our side, it’s a different issue.
Even though God is the Lord of all,
we will continue to struggle with trying to keep
control
over certain aspects of our lives,
and we will probably never, in this life,
reach the point where God is completely in control
and we are completely at peace.
But the closer we get,
the more at peace we will be.
Not necessarily content;
when we take God seriously we often become
quite discontented with the world as it is.
But peace will be with us
when we come to the point that we know,
not just in our heads but deep in our hearts and
our guts,
when we know that God is Lord, and we are not,
and we don’t have to be! –
and that whatever happens, no matter how bad we
think it is,
there is nothing that is beyond God’s healing and
redemption.
Christ is risen.
God is Lord.
Peace be with you.
Amen.