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Frolic in the Mystery (Easter Sermon)

Isaiah 65:17-25; Psalm 118:1-2, 14-24; 1 Corinthians 15:19-26; Luke 24:1-12 Aren’t Easter services great? Trumpets. Music. Alleluias. Flowers. Drums. Hallelujahs. Bright colors. Christ is risen. Alleluias. Did I mention alleluias? It’s funny, though, that we don’t see that kind of rejoicing in the Gospel reading, though. The women are afraid when they find the empty tomb. Even though Jesus had told them that he would be raised from the dead, they needed an angelic confirmation to tell them that he was living, that his body was out and about. After their initial shock, the women scurry back to the upper room where all the disciples are hiding in fear. And the women report what they had seen. And to the disciples, it seemed like an idle tale. It couldn’t be true. Ever wonder why the disciples didn’t believe the women? Was it because they were women and their witness didn’t count for anything in the ancient world? Maybe.