Mark 16:1-8
When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary, the mother of James, and Salome, went and bought spices so they might anoint him. And very early on the first day of the week, after the sun had risen, they went to the tomb. They had been saying to one another, “Who will help us to roll back the stone from the entrance to the tomb?” But when they looked up, they saw the stone, which was very large, had already been rolled back. When they entered the tomb, they saw a young man there, dressed in a white robe, sitting on the right-hand side, and they were alarmed.
But he said to them, “Do not be alarmed. You are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He has been raised. He is not here. Look at the place where they laid him. But go and tell his disciples, and Peter, that he is going ahead of you, to Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.” So the women got up and fled from the tomb, for terror and amazement seized them, and they said nothing to anyone, for they were afraid.
I’ve always thought about the Easter story – no matter which Gospel it comes from – to be the first, greatest, hands-down, no-argument-necessary, evidence and support for the Truth that women could and should be just as welcome as men to be Pastors and Priests and leaders in the church. And I still think that’s True, with a capital T. And since Easter’s early enough to be celebrated on the last day of National Women’s Month, this time around, it seems appropriate to lift that up, first thing this morning.
The evidence of it all is in what we just heard from Mark’s Gospel, where two Marys and Salome bought the spices and showed up at the tomb and were the first to hear the good news of Jesus’ resurrection. According to Matthew’s version of the story, it was just the two Maries. They not only get the news first, but are then the first ones to actually meet Jesus as they run off to tell the disciples. In Luke’s Gospel the group seems to be a bit bigger, but still all women – the Marys, a Joanna this time, and (quote) “the other women with them,” who go un-named – but who are all blessed with the Easter news before anybody else, and who are charged with the task of relaying it to the disciples. And finally, in John’s Gospel, it’s just Mary Magdalene, all by herself, who’s there to find the tomb empty. She thinks something’s wrong and sends the men to investigate, but later she’s the first one to actually meet Jesus, in the garden, and to be told from his very lips, to go and tell the disciples the good news.
So, it’s ridiculous to argue against the notion that women can and should and deserve to be proclaimers and preachers and pastors and priests of God’s good news.
But I think it’s always worth wondering “Why them?” “Why these?” “Why the Marys and Joanna and Salome and ‘the other women with them,’ however it may have gone down?”
And the answer to that seems just as obvious and True, to me: that Jesus’ appearance – first to the women – like so much of the rest of his life and ministry, was just another example of his care and his concern and his love for those the world had little, or less, or no regard for in so many ways.
You know, “the last will be first and the first will be last,” and “just as you did it to one of the least of these,” and all of that?
See, I think Jesus showed up to the women first, not only because they were capable and worthy and up-to-the-task, but because they were among those who needed his resurrection the most. They were, in his day and age, among “the least” in the world – like the lepers and the lame and the blind and the deaf that Jesus was so fond of helping and healing and loving when no one else would. They were, in his day and age, the ones without power, without privilege, without means for justice, without so much that the world around them took for granted and used against them at every turn.
So, I think we’re called to be curious and courageous about who this news is for in our day and age. Who in our world… who in your circle of influence… who in your life… needs this good news about second chances, about forgiveness, about abundance, about new life, in a special, surprising, maybe even desperate kind of way these days?
Don’t get me wrong. It’s for all of us – and we’re going to get to that later this morning with all of the pomp and circumstance that waits for us. But here? Early in the morning? On the first day of the week, as the sun is rising, who is it that’s feeling left out? Who is lost? Who is particularly in need of this first round of blessing, good news, and hope?
I’m thinking of the people in places like Gaza and Haiti and Ukraine, of course. I think of the people for whom no one is praying, today. I think of the prisoner and the houseless and the addicted and the abused. And I think of people closer to home, too. I’m thinking of Anne Janelsins and Tom Bancroft and Frank, and others, who are spending their first Easter after losing a loved one. I’m thinking of Alice Christle who’s been in and out of the hospital, and in and out of the operating room, the last week or so. I’m thinking of Bob and Ruth Boyer as Bob spends his first Easter away from home in Morristown Manor.
To me, it’s a meaningful thing to imagine who – in our lives and in this world – Easter’s good news might find its way to, first… to those who need it most precisely because they need it most.
So when I put it this way, it might seem hard to imagine that this Easter news has anything to do with me, right? Things are pretty good for me, these days. Maybe that’s true for you, too. Most of us aren’t “the least of these” by the rest of the world’s estimation. We’re the ones with the means and the resources and the full bellies and the full plates and with more than our share and with plenty to spare, if we’re honest. But this is still our good news – make no mistake about it.
Maybe you need it most and more urgently than someone else this time around. If that’s the case, I’m glad you’re here early. Please hear and receive the fullness of this love, hope and mercy, right here and right now. If not, please receive the fullness of this love, hope and mercy, just the same, in a way that sends you running to share it with someone who could use it.
Before the big party starts later this morning – with all of its pomp and circumstance and noise and celebration – let’s be compelled by the humility and need of those first women … and let’s be changed by their terror and amazement that this could be True and for them … and let’s be sent into the world to share what belongs to us all, really, but especially with those who are hungry or thirsty, or grieving or afraid, or doubting or denying or dying, even, to know that it’s for them, first and foremost.
Amen
