Easter Sermon 2016
United in Christ
Lutheran Church
The Rev. Dr. Leah D.
Schade
Watch the video of this sermon here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgymtARc3aU
The conventional wisdom among preachers is that you need a
big story on Easter Sunday to match the power and grandeur of this highest of
high holy days. You need a sermon that
is going to include a testimony or a narrative that will make people say, “Wow! Hallelujah!
Christ is risen, he is risen indeed!” You want people walking out into
the light of the Easter morning after the service filled with the memory of
that sermon that has reached the peak of homiletic perfection.
So I’ve been racking my brain for weeks trying to find the
perfect Easter story. I’ve been keeping
my preacher’s antenna out for just the right story with the right combination
of pathos and humor, heart-warming and soul-inspiring. I thought about recounting the true story
from the movie Miracles from Heaven,
about a little girl who is miraculously cured of a digestive disorder after she
survives a devastating fall from a tree that should have killed her. Somehow while she is unconscious, she
encounters Jesus, and he tells her she is going to be fine. And she wakes up
completely healed. A perfect Easter
story!
Or I thought about the interview I heard with a woman who
was caught in the bombing of the airport in Brussels, Belgium. She admitted that she was terrified and spent
the first moments in the aftermath hiding under a table. “Frankly, I was a coward,” she said. But she saw two little girls injured and in
need of care and attention. So she went
to them, singing songs to them, saying the Lord’s Prayer with them until
medical help could arrive. Right there,
in the midst of hell on earth, the Spirit of God found its way into the smoke
and rubble, singing through her tremulous voice. Another perfect Easter story!
But then I went to the Good Friday breakfast held for John
Sheaffer by the Mifflinburg Kiwanis, and I thought about the miracle we have in
our own congregation. A man whose heart
simply stopped for no reason that could be explained. And only by the steadfastness of his friend
Louis’ CPR, and the miracles of modern medicine, and I daresay the prayers of
this congregation and the hundreds if not thousands of people who lifted him up
in prayer, only by the grace of God is he alive today. I remember standing at Williamsport Hospital,
looking out the window and thinking we’re going to lose him, to a week or two
later walking into his hospital room and hearing him asking me how the
congregational meeting went. I felt like
I had a glimpse of the resurrection. That’s
a perfect Easter story.
But then I thought about Devon and Jindrah Kemper, who
should have died in that horrific accident.
But, again, through the power of prayer and modern medicine, and Devon’s
stubborn, ornery will – the two of them are alive, and Devon is just as
stubborn and ornery as ever (and I'm sure he would agree with me on that!) Another
perfect Easter story.
And then there’s Jeff Snyder, whose was working in the barn
when the floor collapsed. Had he landed
the wrong way, it could have ended his life.
But by some miracle, his foot and ankle caught the worst of it, and he
knows he got a second chance – and he’s using it to serve in any way he
can. Another perfect Easter story.
I’ve never heard of a congregation with this many miracles
right in their own pews!
But even when the tragedies have come, the risen Christ
still finds a way into our midst. I have
conducted sixteen funerals in the nearly five years I have been here at United
in Christ. From the very first one –
Rich Hoover – to the most recent one – Bill Harvey – I have witnessed resurrection
moments where even in the midst of death, the legacy of that person is kept
alive through the faith of the people of this church.
A scholarship fund was started in Rich’s memory. And now Felicia Swartz, who has benefited
from the generosity of that fund, is starting her final internship this summer
and will someday become a fine pastor.
That’s a perfect Easter story.
Rich Huff, our beloved resident jolly Santa Claus, died four
years ago after complications from a house fire. But the people of this church have kept his
spirit of generosity alive by establishing the Operation Santa Claus fundraiser
that has helped so many children in need in our area, and has become an event
of community collaboration every year.
That’s a perfect Easter story.
Laird Killian’s work lives on in this pulpit and in so many
things he made for this church. Grace
Kling’s memory lives on through a music fund so we can enjoy wonderful music like
we are today. Bill Johnson’s memory lives on through the prayer room that was
supported by a gift in his memory. These
are glimpses of the resurrection all around us.
And think of all the children and grandchildren who are the
legacy of people like Pauline Hauck and David Tanner, Sam and Bea Rice, Leanne
Byerly, Dorothy Strassner. For their
families, faith does not end just because a life comes to an end. What their children and grandchildren and
great-grandchildren learned from their life and their witness and their faith
in this resurrected Jesus Christ is that no matter what happens, you do like
those women who watched their rabbi die on that cross. When the body comes down, you go and prepare
the spices, and then you show up at the tomb to do the most compassionate thing
you can – anoint the body, caress the memory with the fragrance of love. You show up, and you keep going, no matter how
bad it gets. And one way or another, the
risen Christ always finds a way into our midst.
What amazes me about this congregation is that no matter
what happens, you never give up. You keep
showing up. And somehow, as you’re doing
the simple task of hauling yourself up in the morning to give it one more go,
you find yourself standing next to the women at the tomb, amazed that something
has happened, something you did not anticipate, something that has changed
everything.
Frankly, I’ve never encountered a church that has endured as
much as this one has. From the legendary
origin story of this church splitting with the one across the street after a
conflict among the members; to pastors who have divided and split this
congregation; to a massive wind shear blowing down through the valley and
splitting the church roof from the frame, peeling it back like a can of
sardines. This congregation is no
stranger to splits and conflict and tension and one darn building problem after
another. Why just in the last year we’ve
had to contend with the floor sinking in the fellowship hall to the roof
leaking right up there in the ceiling.
And yet time and time again, when it looks like the church
may be on the verge of collapse, when many had probably written it off as dead
in the tomb, always the people show up to carry on. Like those women on an early morning at a
cemetery in Jerusalem, the porcelain blue light of the pre-dawn sky coaxing
them through the shadows of the tombs.
They had come to do the task that had to be done – to anoint Jesus’ body. But when they show up, there is no body –
only two men in dazzling clothes who give them news they cannot even
comprehend. The idea that Jesus is
actually risen from the dead is so far beyond our thinking, that not even the
disciples believe it when the women run to tell them. Oh it’s just those hysterical, grief-stricken
women. Just telling old wives
tales.
But it’s not a tall tale.
It’s not just some fantasy story made up to make us feel better about
what happened. The resurrection
happened! It really happened. And in the days and weeks ahead they will
come to realize that yes, it’s true. The
risen Christ is in their midst, and the world has changed forever.
You can go to Brussels to find the risen Christ. And you can go to the movies and see
inspiring stories of little girls and little boys who saw Jesus coming to them
after crossing over death’s door, and coming back to tell their story.
But you can also find empty tombs see the risen Christ right
here in your own church, right here in the pew next to you or behind or in
front of you.
Through your words, through your actions, through your
serving, through your disagreements and tensions, through your history, and
through your youth who are not just the church of tomorrow, but are the church right now.
Keep showing up. Keep
doing the right thing. Never doubt that
God is in your midst creating a resurrection moment, even if you can’t see it
at first.
And if this is your first time here, or you only come here
once or twice a year, I would urge you to come back more often to see what God
is doing in this place.
Because, let me tell you, United in Christ is a resurrection
congregation. Never doubt that. No matter what has happened in the past, no
matter what may come your way in the future . . . God wants this church to be
here and to carry on, and to tell the perfect Easter story.
Amen.