John 20:1-9 · The Empty Tomb
Profiles In Joy
John 20:1-18 · Mark 16:1-8
Sermon
by Timothy W. Ayers
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Little Philip, born with Down’s syndrome, attended a third-grade Sunday school class with several eight-year-old boys and girls. Typical of that age, the children did not readily accept Philip with his differences, according to an article in Leadership magazine. But because of a creative teacher, they began to care about Philip and accept him as part of the group, though not fully. The Sunday after Easter the teacher brought pantyhose containers, the kind that look like large eggs. Each receiving one, the children were told to go outside on that lovely spring day, find some symbol for new life, and put it in the egg-like container. Back in the classroom, they would share their new-life symbols, opening the containers one by one in surprise fashion.

After running about the church property in wild confusion, the students returned to the classroom and placed the containers on the table. Surrounded by the children, the teacher began to open them one by one. After each one, whether flower, butterfly, or leaf, the class would ooh and ahh. Then one was opened, revealing nothing inside. The children exclaimed, “That’s stupid. That’s not fair. Somebody didn’t do their assignment.” Philip spoke up, “That’s mine.”

“Philip, you don’t ever do things right!” the student retorted. “There’s nothing there!”

“I did so do it,” Philip insisted. “I did do it. It’s empty. The tomb was empty!” Silence followed. From then on Philip became a full member of the class.

He died not long afterward from an infection most normal children would have shrugged off. At the funeral this class of eight-year-olds marched up to the altar not with flowers, but with their Sunday school teacher, each laid upon it an empty pantyhose egg.

Mary Magdalene and other women rose from the restless and sleepless beds and gathered the ointments they needed to anoint the crucified body of Jesus. He had been hurriedly placed in a borrowed tomb without being anointed for burial. Their plan was to arrive early and perform this task. Their silhouettes moved toward the tomb. I’m sure they carried sorrowful hearts with them. I’m sure that each step toward the beaten and tortured body of Jesus wasn’t easy for them to take but it was a job that had to be done.

Not one of them was thinking about the many times Jesus said that he would arise from the dead on the third day. No, there was no mention of that hopeful and joyful moment. Their heavy hearts guided their heavy feet toward a heavy duty through the heavy fog. They had planned to have the soldiers roll away the stone so they could get inside. They didn’t feel that the men could deny them this simple ritual. As they approached, something was wrong.

The stone had been rolled away. The women ran the remaining yards and peered inside to see an empty tomb. One would imagine that at that moment, his prophecies of rising from the grave would have been forefront in their minds but they weren’t. Mary Magdalene dropped her bundles and ran toward where they knew John and Peter were hiding from the crowds. Her news was simple. It had nothing to do with a resurrection. It only had to do with an empty tomb and the missing body. There was still no recognition in her mind that, as Jesus predicted, that he had risen from the dead.

John and Peter raced from the room they were hiding in. Fear of the high priest, the religious leaders or the scribes wasn’t in their hearts. For Peter, who was often driven by his anger, it was probably another indignity that the wretched religious leaders would add insult to their injury. He ran hard but John was faster. John made it to the opening of the tomb and looked in. Peter came second but didn’t stop at the gaping hole in the rock. Then John followed him in. They saw no body but they did see the grave clothes that their master had been wrapped in laying neatly on the cold, stone resting place. The two stared. The scripture tells us that John believed but neither understood what this sight truly meant. We just know that John believed a miracle. What, we are not sure but we know simply that he believed.

After the two had left, Mary Magdalene appeared again at the tomb. When she looked into the tomb she saw two men clothed in a glorious white robes through her sobs and tears. One asked her, “Why are you crying?” It was the same question the man standing behind her asked. Mistaking him for the gardener, she begged of him to tell her where they had taken Jesus’s body. She was sobbing hard. Her tears were filling her eyes, it was still early dawn and the light was low. She was asking the right question. Where have they taken his body? In another second she would have that answer in the most miraculous way. Jesus called her name. In that moment, in the midst of the greatest of all sorrow and the most intense grief of her life, her emotions transformed into the most astounding joy.

Psalm 30:5 had become an experienced reality for Mary Magdalene. It says, “...Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” For truly her weeping had lasted through the night and during her first trip to the tomb but at that moment, all sorrow, all grief, all pain, all fear, all depression was lifted instantaneously and joy came in the morning.

We all know joy. We know it isn’t a constant state of emotion yet we have had wonderful periods of it. Maybe it came at your wedding. Maybe it was with the birth of your children or at the birth of niece or nephew. For a grandparent it is a special joy because you know the season of complete spoiling is coming then you can send them home. Trust me, that is a special joy.

For the Christian it may have been the moment when Jesus became your Savior and you felt your sins washed away in the spring of new life. Maybe it was when you helped another seeker cross from death into eternal life. We have all felt joy. For Mary this must have been an uncontrollable joy. She wanted to grab him, hold him, weep at his feet but at that point Jesus had not gone on to his Father so he cautioned not to hold him. Mary Magdalene was filled with joy.

Jesus later appeared to Peter and the other disciples minus Thomas. You can imagine the fear and remorse in Peter’s heart before Christ’s appearance. He had denied him three times. He had sworn he did not know Jesus. He had let Jesus down. When called upon to give testimony that Jesus was the Messiah, Peter turned his back, denied he knew him, and walked away. He had compounded sorrow and remorse that was eating at his soul.

Many Christians understand that feeling. There are times when we have turned our backs on our faith or on our Lord. We went along to get along. That could even have been the reason you started on your Lenten journey this year. You know how Peter felt. He had two fears, one that Jesus would not appear to him and the other was that Jesus would appear to him.

Suddenly Jesus appeared in the room. At first they thought he was a ghost. Luke 24:41 tells us that disbelief was due to another reason. “And while they still did not believe it because of joy and amazement, he asked them, ‘Do you have anything here to eat?’” Their reaction to seeing Jesus was both joy and amazement. He proved he was real with the physical action of eating.

Paul tells us in 1 Corinthians 15:6 that Jesus appeared to 500 followers. He appeared to Thomas. He appeared to many people with one unified reaction—joy!

Joy should be our reaction today as we celebrate Easter morning. The disciples saw Jesus and they were filled with joy yet Jesus holds a special blessing for those of us who have experienced his reality, his power, his grace, and his love. John 20:29 says, “Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” The message of the resurrection is a simple one. Jesus came, died, was buried, and then rose from the dead. You are either one who believes with seeing him or one who does not. 

As Jesus said, “Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”

The Lord is risen!

He has risen indeed.

Amen.

CSS Publishing Company, Inc., Imagining the Gospels: Cycle B Sermons for Lent & Easter Based on the Gospel Texts, by Timothy W. Ayers