John 20:10-18 · Jesus Appears to Mary Magdalene
Garden of Love
John 20:10-18, Song of Songs 4:1-16, Revelation 22:1-6
Sermon
by Lori Wagner
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The lure of a beautiful song is a mystery. You hear those first notes, and the music draws you in. It’s that song that you listen to over and over and over again.

It is the song that in some way stirs your heart, makes you cry, softens your face, touches your soul.

For you, it is the “song of songs.”

When you are down, when you are out, when you are in doubt, when life seems dark, or dreary, you can put on that song, and you are transported to another place, where life feels like a beautiful dream.

Soon, your heart too begins to sing.

Sometimes that song comes with a visual-–sitting by the sea, sailing through the waves, stretched out in the sun, looking out from the top of a mountain. Or maybe your place of place evoked through your song of songs is a memory, a precious memory of a treasured relationship.

The moment your child was born.

The time you kissed for the very first time.

The time you laughed until you got side stitches.

The place where the story of the two of you began.

What is your song of songs?

Does your song make you feel the passion of love? The warmth of the sun? Can you smell the fragrance of that special time and place wafting back into your memory? Can you visualize the place where you met?

The visual suggested to us by the author of what’s known in the scriptures only as the Song of Songs is a beautiful garden. The feeling evoked by its poetry, by its song, is a powerful memory, a memory of a passion, of a love and beauty of covenant life, of a relationship so special that its melody has become engraved upon the author’s heart and soul. That relationship is a very personal one, an intimate one. It is the relationship between the poet and God.

And like a song or the scent that passes by and lingers upon one’s senses, that fragrant memory wafts through every part of the author’s being, reminding him of where he’s been and to whom his heart belongs.

The Song of Songs, your song of songs, is that special song that belongs only to you and God. You can feel the rhythm in your bones, and your soul begins to dance.

The Song of Songs is a resurrection song. Every time you hear its voice, it calls you to living and into Life.

Like a song that you can’t stop hearing, like the wind that caresses your face on a warm summer day, the Song of Songs has a “lure” to it, an invitation, to enter into its lyrics, the grand salon of God, and to find there the mysteries of love.

And yet, the Song of Songs is probably the least quoted scripture in the entire Bible. A couple of lines in, as soon as we start feeling the sensory movement of the lines, the poetry of the song, as soon as we begin to be touched by the depth of emotion evoked in the Song of Songs, we slap that book shut, pause, breathe a sigh of relief, and then open it instead to something we feel is more “suitable” to the Christian life. Like Paul’s sermon on faith or Jesus’ feeding of 5000 men.

Why do we do that?

What is that about?

What are we so afraid of?

What about the Song of Songs that feels “too close” for comfort?

What is so threatening to us? Is it the sensory pulses and emotional impluses that reverberate our soul in reading this poetry? Is that what makes us flee to the doctrines or the stories –the texts that we can contemplate with our minds, critique with our faculties of reason, claim with our moral countenance?

Might it have something to do with intimacy? As long as we can hold the story at arm’s length, it is “safe.” It doesn’t really affect us too deeply. We listen to it. We nod. Then we go back to our lives. But those stories that truly touch us, touch off our emotions, ravage our empathy, awaken our feelings, provoke sensory reactions within us –those are tough stories to handle! Too hot to handle.

The Story of God’s enflamed and infernal love for us from our garden days until the resurrection of our soul stays branded upon us and haunts us in our sleep. When we embrace the truth of the risen Jesus, we feel Him deeply, and that soul-sigh leaves with us a kind of memory imprint, a song that stays in our head and plays over and over and over again like that springtime bird outside your window that just can’t shut up.

Until we are forced to respond. Compelled to be in love and in relationship with Him.

The voice, the lure of God, the lure of resurrection life, confounds us, frightens us, even as it delights us and invites us.

Let’s face it. It is easy to contemplate a piece of music. It’s an entirely different experience to allow that music to change you, seduce you, transport you to another place and time, to let it transfigure your soul.

Why do we avoid those heartfelt and haunting feelings? Maybe it is because, we know, what we can feel, can become real. What we feel can touch a place inside of us so tenderly and deeply that we are forever ensnared within its lure and litany.

What moves us, changes us.

The resurrection of Jesus is that kind of Song of Songs that croons to tender hearts. It forces us to face that what Jesus did is real! It’s not just a story. It’s not just a metaphor. It’s not just a doctrine. It’s not just a tale that we put take out every year and put back on the shelf after Sunday is over. No, when we allow our hearts to be moved by the immensity of excitement over the holy resurrection of a living and beautiful God, who comes for us, stands face to face with us, holds out His hand, and invites us into that beautiful place, we stand before Him, shivering in our shoes.

The Song of Songs is not a Swan Song but a New Song. An old song made new for each and every one of us. An old folk melody that’s exploded in a symphonic dance of passion and purpose.

When we enter into unknown spaces of sound, emotion, beauty, our heart is gripped as if by a fist and kneaded in ways that we find uncomfortable and uncommon.

These are depths to which we do not easily go. But they are the places in the heart where the seeds of true covenant with God reside, the kind of seeds that sprout into beautiful flowering fruit.

The sensory is sensual for us in the Song of Songs.

It is God’s love song to humanity in which Living Waters flow over rocks and into streams of love.

It is a song in which those living streams water and nurture the most beautiful flowers and fauna.

It is the windsong that rustles the leaves of the trees and sways the green grass of springtime.

It is the heavenly lure, the call of heaven, the perfumed sweetness of God’s love that is like the longing of a Bridegroom for a Bride, or a Lover for a Beloved.

God’s love for us has in the Song of Songs is an eternal melody that lures our souls, touches us in our most tender places, and calls us Home.

The Song of Songs is God’s voice masked as the mysterious sound of the wind at midnight, the kind that makes you turn in your sleep, the kind that disturbs your mind with that familiar Song that you know you remember from somewhere and can’t think from where. That Song never lets you rest, and never lets you go. Like a free bird, it soars and tempts your heart to jump on its back, to break free of the shadows and fly toward the sun upon the mountain where only God dwells.

Like perfumed flowers, God’s love beckons you to follow, leaving scarlet petals like bread crumbs among the stones of the path.

The sound, the scent, the vision is like One voice, a caress of holy breath. Can you feel it warm you even as it sends shivers down your spine? This is how Jesus steals your heart away, all because you have realized in that moment the breadth and the depth of God’s love for you --the depth of love that is sweet unto death, and even sweeter as it rises into Life.

The Word of God is as sweet as honeycomb….

The Speech of God is as beautiful as wafting perfume….

The Love of God is as stunning as a beautiful garden grotto…..

The Touch of God is as soul-quenching as a stream of Living Water…..

When God touches your heart with milk and honey, God clothes you like a flower with the sweetness of God’s mercy and righteousness. You become sweeter than pomegranates and more potent than all the spices of Palestine.

When you walk with God in God’s heavenly Eden, God’s new Garden City, you become part of that ethereal, eternal covenant. Your soul blooms. Your being emits fragrances that fill the air as God’s breath wavers and wafts over you, just as God’s breath once urged the seas to form from the dark of the Deep. Just as Jesus breath fills you now.

You long for it. You know you do.

There is a beauty and a beckoning to God’s love for us that is so much more than reason can explain, so much more than a moral compass or a reasoned doctrine.

God is the eternal alpha and omega, the Root of the Tree of Life, the Bright Morning Star that lights up the heavens. As God dances with Creation, the Song of Songs emerges, a song older than time, and eternal as the Heavens themselves.

When you allow God to lure your heart with God’s Voice and Breath, you enter into a kind of holy of holies, a resurrection moment, where time stops and life moves within God’s own continuum. God’s Song is a wedding song, and you are His beloved and cherished Bride. “I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine” (2:16).

Each Passover, in the Jewish tradition, the Song of Songs is read. Why? Because the Song of Songs is the most intimate and true vision of God’s exquisite, deep, passionate, and powerful love of humankind.

The “covenant” is not merely a legal term. It is not meant to issue a decree or a ball and chain. The covenant is a marriage not of convenience or duty but of love, the kind of love that longs and pines, aches and desires.

God desires us as a root desires water, as a lily the sun, as a lamb its pasture, as the garden its soil.

We were made to be in communion, in union, with God, our beloved, who longs for us as the wind longs for trees.

We are a soundscape of Song for God’s eternal voice. And the chorus is our witness –all of the saints before us, all those to come again.

We are the country maiden in love with a Shepherd of the field. We are the lover overcome with the joy of our lover’s coming.

This is the Story of God. This is our Story. This is our Song.

In Jesus’ resurrection in the garden in which Mary finds him, she is stunned and moved by His voice. Her heart recognizes Him with the call of her name and she is drawn back to Him. She knows Him, and she loves Him. He is her Life.

Jesus is the Way, the Truth, and the Life that leads us into that garden place, where God waits with loving and longing arms. Hear His voice today in the recesses of your heart.

Hear His Song calling you to walk with Him in the cool of the day.

The Story of scripture is the story of the Great Lover of Heaven, the lure and call of God’s voice to the memory of our heart, where He has planted His image.

Today, I ask you to remember. Close your eyes, imagine that Song, that eternal Song calling you home, in all of its sweetness, fragrance, and beauty.

Heaven is not a rational diagram, or a theological position, or a doctrine. Heaven is a garden. Heaven is a garden of love.

And you are its precious flower.

Enter in. Let your heart be opened. For He has come for you. He has come for all of us.

Jesus is calling you. Hear His voice.

He is risen.

He wants to be risen in you.


Based on the Story Lectionary

Major Text

John’s Witness to Jesus’ Encounter with Mary in the Garden (20)

Song of Songs (4): Garden of Love

God’s Restoration of Humanity to the Garden (Revelation 22)

Minor Text

God Creates a Garden (Genesis 2-3)

The Story of Balak and Balaam’s Blessings on Israel (Numbers 22-24)

Psalm 36: The Lord is the Fountain of Life

Psalm 46: God’s Dwelling Place

Psalm 92: The Righteous of the Lord Will Flourish

Psalm 103: The lord Has Established His Throne

Isaiah’s Song of Zion’s Salvation (51)

Ezekiel’s Vision of the Temple and Rivers of Water, Fruit Trees, and Abundance (47)

Jeremiah’s Prophecy of the Redemption of Israel (31)

Jesus’ Parable of the Mustard Seed (Matthew 13:31-32; Luke 13:18-19)

John’s Witness to Jesus (the Living Water) with the Woman at the Well (4)

Paul’s Witness to Paradise (2 Corinthians 12)

Garden of Love

How beautiful you are, my darling!  
Oh, how beautiful!  
Your eyes behind your veil are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats  
descending from the hills of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,  
coming up from the washing. Each has its twin;  
not one of them is alone.
Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;  
your mouth is lovely.
Your temples behind your veil  
are like the halves of a pomegranate.
Your neck is like the tower of David,  
built with courses of stone; on it hang a thousand shields,  
all of them shields of warriors.
Your breasts are like two fawns,  
like twin fawns of a gazelle  
that browse among the lilies.
Until the day breaks  
and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh  
and to the hill of incense.
You are altogether beautiful, my darling;  
there is no flaw in you.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,  
come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,  
from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon,
from the lions’ dens  
and the mountain haunts of leopards.
You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;  
you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes,  
with one jewel of your necklace.
How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride!  
How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume  
more than any spice!
Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;  
milk and honey are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments  
is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride;  
you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.
Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates  
with choice fruits,  
with henna and nard,  
nard and saffron,  
calamus and cinnamon,  
with every kind of incense tree,  
with myrrh and aloes  
and all the finest spices.

I AM a garden fountain,  
a well of flowing water  
streaming down from Lebanon.
Awake, north wind,  
and come, south wind!
Blow on my garden,  
that its fragrance may spread everywhere.
Let my beloved come into his garden  
and taste its choice fruits.

The Living Water and the Garden City

Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations. No longer will there be any curse. The throne of God and of the Lamb will be in the city, and his servants will serve him. They will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads. There will be no more night. They will not need the light of a lamp or the light of the sun, for the Lord God will give them light. And they will reign for ever and ever.

I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.

“Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city. Outside are the dogs, those who practice magic arts, the sexually immoral, the murderers, the idolaters and everyone who loves and practices falsehood. “I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give you this testimony for the churches.

I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star.”

The Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let the one who hears say, “Come!” Let the one who is thirsty come; and let the one who wishes take the free gift of the water of life.

Jesus Appears to Mary in the Garden and to His Disciples and Breathes on Them

Now Mary stood outside the tomb crying. As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot.

They asked her, “Woman, why are you crying?”

“They have taken my Lord away,” she said, “and I don’t know where they have put him.”

At this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not realize that it was Jesus.

He asked her, “Woman, why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?”

Thinking he was the gardener, she said, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.”

Jesus said to her, “Mary.”

She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which means “Teacher”).

Jesus said, “Do not hold on to me, for I have not yet ascended to the Father. Go instead to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am ascending to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’”

Mary Magdalene went to the disciples with the news: “I have seen the Lord!” And she told them that he had said these things to her.

On the evening of that first day of the week, when the disciples were together, with the doors locked for fear of the Jewish leaders, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you!”

After he said this, he showed them his hands and side.

The disciples were overjoyed when they saw the Lord.

Again, Jesus said, “Peace be with you! As the Father has sent me, I am sending you.” And with that he breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit. If you forgive anyone’s sins, their sins are forgiven; if you do not forgive them, they are not forgiven.”

Image Exegesis: Abundant Fruit, Covenant Love

“The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but cannot tell from where it comes, and where it goes: so is everyone who is born of the Spirit” --John 3:8

The Lover of Heaven –this is the subject of the Song of Songs, a beautiful set of scriptures beloved in the Jewish faith but avoided like the plague in the Christian tradition.

And yet it contains the very core of what it means to be in relationship with God –in the kind of covenant described throughout the Hebrew scriptures and magnified by the person of Jesus, who called Himself the “Bridegroom.”

The invitation/call of God, of the Bridegroom is echoed in the gospels several times, and again in Revelation. The Torah and the prophets all describe the covenant relationship as a kind of “marriage” between God and humankind. This is what makes this monotheistic relationship so unique and strange in a sense. It is not a “legality.” It is not just a worship of a god that we petition, or obey, or follow. But the covenant relationship with God is completely relational.

We see the marriage relationship and God acting as the injured husband in many of the prophetic writings, such as Hosea, Jeremiah, Isaiah, Ezekiel. We see the marriage vows taken and the form of the relational covenant with God forming already throughout the scriptures in Genesis. God cherishes and loves humankind as a relational groom, and the “garden” is a sensory and sensual metaphor of that covenant.

Water, Fruit, Garden, Fragrance. These very sensory and experiential scriptures begin the Story of our heritage. The garden with its grasses, trees, fruits, flowers, fragrance, and beauty is the ultimate loving heart in covenant, united and beating as One. Even reading Genesis with its garden descriptions, one can feel the sensory power of that beginning, as God breathes into God’s creation and forms Life.

The heavenly “lure” of God’s Spirit moving over the waters itself is a powerful image. That image and all of the others in Genesis appear in sensory glory in the Song of Songs.

The Song of Songs is sung each year at Passover to celebrate the relational and passionate love of a covenant that is not duty bound but love and lure bound.  To embrace the Song of Songs therefore for Christians is to embrace Jesus is an intimate beloved, a Holy Spirit that knows you inside and out, sees your very heart and core, and wants to be there beside you in life.

The love of God that causes God to pursue humanity throughout the scriptures for years and years, trying again and again to lure us back into a garden relationship is echoed again in the Resurrection story, in which through the blood covenant, a true marriage is born.

The “I AM” of the Song of Songs is the same “I AM” of Revelation, who offers: “Let the one who is thirsty come….for the free gift of the water of Life.” This is Eden at the center of the conjoined rivers. This is the throne of God from which all the rivers of the City of God flow. This is Jesus offering water to the woman at the well. This is the invitation in the Song of Songs from Lover God who says: “I AM a garden fountain, a well of flowing water streaming down from Lebanon.”

In chapter four of the Song of Songs, chosen for this week in the wake of the Resurrection of Jesus, Israel is described as a woman (the True Israel….followers of Jesus the Bridegroom of Heaven) –described as a “flock on the hills of Gilead” …washed. The washed lambs, the flock of God is God’s people, washed by the blood of the Lamb. Lips (words) are described as a “scarlet ribbon” –the sign of covenant both in the Passover and echoed in the story of Rahab. The Tower of David (the watchtower over the flocks) completes that image.

The passage then talks about the place where God dwells –on the hills and the “incense” of His people’s love.

“You have stolen my heart.” “How pleasing is your love.” “The fragrance of your perfume is more than any spice.”

The fragrance as metaphor is typically described as the prayers of God’s people that waft to heaven. Scented candles and incense were used in fact in the Temples and synagogues to symbolize the love and worship of God’s people for God, a sign of a sensual semiotic experience. Often too, the Torah itself is described as the sweetness of honey (just as milk and honey are the promise of God). This too is described: “Lips drop sweetness like honeycomb.” “Milk and honey are under your tongue.” The sweet words of worship and prayer are sweet to love-struck God.

Another important metaphor is that of clothing. When we are clothed by God’s “righteousness,” we are clothed in God’s saving grace and power, the sweetness of God’s promise and love. Here the “fragrance” of the garments of God’s people is described.

This is a love song from God to God’s people, God’s beautiful and beloved “Bride.”

Then the “garden” metaphor is evoked again. The “garden” locked up, “spring enclosed,” “sealed fountain,” plants”, “Orchard of pomegranites,” fruits,” spices.” God and humankind are meant to be in relationship, in a marriage covenant that can only be described in the beautiful and organic terms of a living, fruit-bearing garden.

The final words of this chapter reveal a people in love with God. In a sense, this must be God’s eternal dream: “Awake, north wind, and come, south wind! Blow on my garden, that its fragrance may spread everywhere. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choice fruits.”

The invitation or response to God’s “wooing” is to invite Jesus into our hearts and souls, to invite Him to breathe His breath upon us and within us, and to invite us to live His resurrection life within and through us, that we may become that fragrance of God to the world, that garden to a desert place.

Jesus is the Tree of Life. “Blessed are those who wash their robes…..they have the right to the Tree of Life” says Revelation 22. “His name will appear on their foreheads.” Jesus says, “I am the alpha and the omega,” the “root,” the star of light, the free water of Life. Jesus IS the Lover of Heaven, the Bridegroom who offers a garden life to all of us.

His covenant is a sensory and sensual one, a loving one, in which He will never give up pursuing us, luring us, loving us passionately and eternally. “I am my beloveds and my beloved is mine.” (Song of Songs 2:16) These are the wedding vows of a Jewish union. This is the renewal vow between God and His people.

Rabbi Akiva in the first century declared the Song of Songs the “holy of holies” in the scriptures. For him it is a beautiful metaphysical understanding of God’s covenant love for and with us –a covenant that values relationship, intimacy, love, and beauty, the joy of union.* Both the Midrash and Targum praise the Song of Songs as a beautiful depiction of covenant.**

For Christians celebrating Resurrection, celebrating the mystery of Jesus’ post-resurrection appearances, the Holy Spirit of Pentecost, the Marriage of the Lamb in Revelation, the Song of Songs can’t be ignored. It is the beautiful testimony to God’s infinite love, the breathtaking beauty of a prayerful life and a loving and devoted heart, and the Name of God (YHWH –the sound of breath).

The Song of Songs is a landscape of what it means to be in love with God, with Jesus, to be kissed by the Holy Spirit’s power and presence. It is the ultimate Holy Kiss.

*See Jewish virtual Library, Jewish Encyclopedia, thetorah.com.

**Similar beautiful and sensory language is used by Rabbi Joshua Heschel to describe the covenant relationship as culminated in the sabbath day in “The Sabbath.”

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