Sermon for 4/23/2000 (Easter)--Sermon Series:
"Come, Meet the Lord of Life."Lord of Life Lutheran Church
Title: "The Lord of Life and Death
Text: John 20: 1-10
Introduction: Illus.: Transformed by death and raised to a new life
Theme: If the Easter story is true, then
Jesus must be the Lord of life and of death.
What do you come expecting to see. . .
Moving from seeing to witnessing the Easter Lord
TRANSFORMED BY DEATH AND RAISED TO A NEW LIFE
One morning in 1888 Alfred Nobel, inventor of dynamite,
awoke to read his own obituary. The obituary was printed as a result of a simple
journalistic error. You see, it was Alfred's brother that had died and the reporter
carelessly reported the death of the wrong brother. Any man would be disturbed under the
circumstances, but to Alfred the shock was overwhelming because he saw himself as the
world saw him. The "Dynamite King," the great industrialist who had made an
immense fortune from explosives. This, as far as the general public was concerned, was the
entire purpose of Alfred's life. None of his true intentions to break down the barriers
that separated men and ideas for peace were recognized or given serious consideration. He
was simply a merchant of death. And for that alone he would be remembered. As he read the
obituary with horror, he resolved to make clear to the world the true meaning and purpose
of his life. This could be done through the final disposition of his fortune. His last
will and testament--an endowment of five annual prizes for outstanding contributions in
physics, chemistry, physiology or medicine, literature, and peace (the sixth category of
economics was added later)--would be the expression of his life's ideals and ultimately
would be why we would remember him. The result was the most valuable of prizes given to
those who had done the most for the cause of world peace. It is called today, the
"Nobel Peace Prize."
MOVE FROM MOURNING TO LIFE
The home of Paul Laurence Dunbar, noted poet, is open to the public in Dayton, Ohio. When Dunbar died, his mother left his room exactly as it was on the day of his death. At the desk of this brilliant man was his final poem, handwritten on a pad.
After his mother died, her friends discovered that Paul
Laurence Dunbar's last poem had been lost forever. Because his mother had made his room
into a shrine and not moved anything, the sun had bleached the ink in which the poem was
written until it was invisible. The poem was gone. If we stay in mourning, we lose so much
of life. -Henry Simon Belleville, Illinois
SOME THINGS ARE NOT TOO GOOD TO TRUE
Several years ago, The Saturday Evening Post ran a cartoon
showing a man about to be rescued after he had spent a long time ship-wrecked on a tiny
deserted island. The sailor in charge of the rescue team stepped onto the beach and handed
the man a stack of newspapers."Compliments of the Captain," the sailor said.
"He would like you to glance at the headlines to see if you'd still like to be
rescued!" Sometimes the headlines do scare us. Sometimes we feel that evil is
winning, but then along comes Easter, to remind us that there is no grave deep enough, no
seal imposing enough, no stone heavy enough, no evil strong enough to keep Christ in the
grave.James W. Moore, Some Things Are To Good Not To Be True,
Dimensions, 1994, p. 80.
FUTILITY
One night a thief broke into the single-room apartment of
French novelist Honore de Balzac. Trying to avoid waking Balzac, the intruder quietly
picked the lock on the writer's desk. Suddenly the silence was broken by a sardonic laugh
from the bed, where Balzac lay watching the thief. "Why do you laugh?" asked the
thief. "I am laughing to think what risks you take to try to find money in a desk by
night where the legal owner can never find any by day."
TOO SCARED TO SAY SOMETHING
$10 for 3 minutes," replied the pilot."That's too much," said the farmer. The pilot thought for a second and then said, "I'll make you a deal. If you and your wife ride for 3 minutes without uttering a sound, the ride will be free. But if you make a sound, you'll have to pay $10."The farmer and his wife agreed and went for a wild ride. After they landed, the pilot said to the farmer, "I want to congratulate you for not making a sound. You are a brave man.""Maybe so," said the farmer, "But I gotta tell ya, I almost screamed when my wife fell out."
John 20: 1-10
1 Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the
tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. 2 So she came running to
Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, "They have taken
the Lord out of the tomb, and we don't know where they have put him!" 3 So Peter and
the other disciple started for the tomb. 4 Both were running, but the other disciple
outran Peter and reached the tomb first. 5 He bent over and looked in at the strips of
linen lying there but did not go in. 6 Then Simon Peter, who was behind him, arrived and
went into the tomb. He saw the strips of linen lying there, 7 as well as the burial cloth
that had been around Jesus' head. The cloth was folded up by itself, separate from the
linen. 8 Finally the other disciple, who had reached the tomb first, also went inside. He
saw and believed. 9 They still did not understand from Scripture that Jesus had to rise
from the dead. 10 Then the disciples went back to their homes.