Easter
has always been my favorite holiday. Always. Even well before I really knew
what Easter was about. Yes, Christmas was great, but Easter had candy and
trumpets, loud music and the Easter bunny. What a day! Then as I grew older, I
realized Easter had something else that makes it so uniquely special:
resurrection.
There
are virtually no examples of resurrection in our day-to-day lives. The fact
that death contributes to new life does very little to make dead things any
less dead. We might use the word “resurrection” to describe a comeback story or
a near-death experience, but that’s not exactly the kind of resurrection we
celebrate today. Christ didn’t have a near death experience, he didn’t fall off
his horse and need to find his way again, he didn’t have a big comeback tour.
No, he was resurrected—quite dead (three days’ worth of dead) and then very
much alive.
How can this be? our modern
sensibilities ask. Nothing that is dead comes back to life; the definition of
dead is that which has no life in it.
This
is the great clash of our age—between what is natural and what is supernatural,
what is normal and what is exceptional; between what is explicable and
inexplicable. We live in a time in history where more and more myth is being
examined by science and found lacking. The case is being made day after day
that the miraculous is either that which has yet to be explained by scientific
theory, or a lie. More and more of what was mysterious is now becoming theory.
The
world of a few hundred years ago was frightening and random, now our world has
become logical and explainable. Nowadays, we tend to believe that everything
that happens in the universe can be understood with relatively simple rules. This
is the basis for the scientific method. It is also the impetus behind Newton’s third law of motion:
For every reaction there is an equal and opposite reaction. And in just about
every case this is true. The beauty of science is that it does not tolerate
opinions, it seeks to test the way things work, and in doing so it assumes that
things work the same every time.
And
that works for us—almost all the time—until we wander over to Jesus’ tomb and
find the stone rolled away. Uh-oh. You see, God likes the game to have very
standard rules, God likes that the world goes round in very straightforward
ways. He has written very simple rules for the game. In fact, God rather likes
that the rules of the game are so strict, because if the rules weren’t strict,
if dead people occasionally did come back to life, then what happened to Jesus
could just be chance—a big comeback, but not resurrection. Instead, in this one
instance—this one miraculous moment—God takes those old, staid rules and turns
them on their head. Resurrection does not trump science; instead, at this most
crucial juncture it turns the rulebook upside down.
This
is part of the reason why I cringe at well-meaning Christians who bash various scientific
pursuits, as if the Christian cause is a continual war on science. Nothing
could be further from the truth. For resurrection to be something important—something
that ultimately saves us—it must be something counter to the way that
everything in the world generally works. Science promotes this kind of thinking.
There is no scientific theory of resurrection; there never will be. It is a
different game entirely.
Look
at the disciple Thomas, who couldn’t believe until he put his fingers in the
holes in Jesus’ hands. He was being a good scientist, waiting on observation
and experimentation; he was trying to make resurrection fit into the rules of
the game. But when he finally met Jesus face-to-face the need for proof became
immaterial. He doesn’t even need to put his fingers in the wrists.
Resurrection has
that effect on people.
Resurrection is
the miracle that goes with us in our daily lives. Any small miracle you
experience, any small response to prayer that you receive, will be a
resurrection miracle—God changing the rules of the game, in a smaller way, for
your good. I believe that these kinds of miracles happen, but I also believe
that they pale in comparison to the one that we celebrate today; they are
reflections of the resurrection miracle not proofs. We have faith in God not
because of any particular moment when God answered our prayers or did
miraculous things in our lives. We have faith in God because on the third day
Christ rose from the grave. The miracle of all miracles is the resurrection,
and from this miracle we receive a promise of what awaits us on the other side
of death. Today, we celebrate God changing the rules. Status quo, meet
resurrection! Death, meet new life!
So,
today, after your Easter meals, Easter candy and Easter bunnies you are going
to eventually return to a normal way of life that has little to do with
resurrection; a way of life dominated by the ideology that things always work the
same way. 1+1=2, objects in motion stay in motion, the only certainties in life
are death and taxes—you know that way of life; this is what you spend most of
your life thinking and worrying about it. And that isn’t necessarily a bad
thing. We should live as if the big questions of “how?” and “why?” matter. We
should marvel at gravity, the age of the universe, the distance of the stars.
We should be fascinated with ecosystems and biomes, geology and geo-physics. We
should embrace all manner of scientific explanations with enthusiasm, because
this is how we experience the wonder of life day by day. Then, having delved
deeply into the nature of things, having experienced the stark realities of
life and death, the old nature of scientific laws, and the fascinating space
and time in which we live, should we come back to the tomb and find it empty,
the stone rolled away, and with Mary Magdalene exclaim, “I have seen the Lord.”
Today,
the rules of the game have changed.
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