Reflection for Sunday – March 31, 2024

Susan RollSunday Readings Homilies

Readings: Acts 10: 34a, 37-43; Colossians 3: 1-4 or 1 Corinthians 5: 6b-8; John 20: 1-9 
Preacher: Susan K. Roll

My mother used to claim that early on Easter Sunday morning, the light shone through the stained-glass window in the sanctuary with a unique glow.

We didn’t say much because, after all, Easter can fall anytime between March 22 and April 25, with Daylight Saving Time shifting the clock, so the precise angle of sunlight on Easter Sunday morning every year would be different.  Mom was an artist, well aware of how light falls.  But she wasn’t talking physics, or art for that matter.  She was expressing a lived theology.

The window had been custom-made for this church.  My grandfather built the brick church in 1916, and the window design was taken from a book of Bible stories that belonged to my grandmother, whom he had married the year before.  My mom used to read me a story from the same book as a bedtime story when I was little – the same story, same picture, in church and at home cuddled in bed.

For me this image expresses the powerful moment of tension just before Jesus calls Mary’s name.   When he does, she whirls around and sees he is right there, alive.  She tries to touch him, but he says No, and gives her a commission to announce his resurrection to his faraway disciples.  In this way, I grew up with a front-and-center image of a woman’s call to ministry directly from Christ.  Even though, just below this perfectly symmetrical and vibrantly colored work of art, only males stood at the altar or served as acolytes, visually Jesus was calling a woman by name. There is no mistaking, no dissembling, no “Jesus only called men to be apostles.”  In fact the early church called Mary of Magdala, “the apostle to the apostles.”

Now, if you are a Roman Catholic in the United States, you may be wondering why you might not have heard this compelling story in today’s Gospel.

If you were a Roman Catholic in Canada, you probably did.  The Easter Gospel is either the short version, John 20 verses 1-9, or the longer version up to verse 18.  If you belong to a Protestant denomination that uses the Revised Common Lectionary, you either heard this whole story from John, or Luke’s resurrection account.

But if you are a Roman Catholic in the USA, you’re out of luck.  You only hear the beginning episode of John 20, or alternately Luke’s Emmaus account.  Mary of Magdala’s call and commission is only read as the Gospel for Mass on the Tuesday, yes Tuesday, of Easter week.  Like, they couldn’t bury it much deeper and still keep it somewhere in the Easter story.

But let’s go back to lived theology.  In her own way Mom had it right— the lived theology of the resurrection is embedded in both light and time.  Both mark the start of the story: “Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark…”  Mary, then Peter and the other disciple, pivoted sharply from not-knowing, to seeing the emptiness of the tomb, to the unthinkable—that Jesus had not merely disappeared, but was alive.  They moved from darkness, to the dawn of stunned surprise, to the full light of belief in an event that defies credulity.  Mary for her part shifted from confused speculation about what had happened, to a real-time dialogue with her beloved Teacher and friend, who gave her direct instructions.

And it happened “on the first day of the week,” the dawn of a new week, and of a new era.  From then on, for two thousand years, those who claim and are claimed by Christ would gather to listen and break bread “on the first day of the week.”

Christ draws us forward. The tomb is empty, he is not there. There is no going back.  Not ever.

Susan Roll
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