Altar Call –
Opelika-Auburn News
Walter Albritton
April 5, 2015
There
is nothing like the thrill of Easter
Easter! There is something about
this Sunday that is breathtaking for me. It has been the most wonderful day of
the year for me since I was a small boy. There is simply nothing that compares
with the thrill of Easter.
I have told the story many times how
my parents helped our family celebrate Easter morning. I must tell it again.
Though my memory has faded some I still remember how Mama and Daddy got me and
my siblings up and drove into Montgomery to attend the sunrise service at
Cramton Bowl on Madison Avenue in the 1930s and the 1940s.
We
sat on the cold concrete seats of that football stadium and waited eagerly for
the drama to begin on the other side of the football field. There in the
semi-darkness before dawn our attention was focused on a replica of the sealed
tomb. Men dressed as Roman guards marched back and forth in front of it. Soon
to our far left three women appeared, walking slowly toward the tomb. The
quietness was striking. There was no music and no one in the entire stadium was
talking.
Suddenly, an explosion shattered the
silence, startling everyone. Smoke filled the air. You could hear a rumbling
sound, perhaps the beating of hidden drums simulating an earthquake.
As
the smoke drifted away an angel, in dazzling white, appeared. With one hand the
angel easily rolled the stone away from the tomb. The frightened guards fell to
the ground as if they had died.
The
three women were startled also but they resumed walking, faster now, toward the
tomb. We watched as they walked up to the angel. Though we could not hear their
voices we realized the angel was speaking to the women.
Later
I would learn from the Bible what the angel said. He said, “Do not be afraid; I
know why you are here. You are seeking Jesus who was crucified, but he is not
here. He is risen, as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go
quickly and tell his disciples that he has risen from the dead, and he will
meet them in Galilee.”
The
women in the stadium, acting out the biblical story, took a quick look inside the
empty tomb and left in a hurry. The Bible says they were afraid but filled with
joy to know that Jesus was alive.
As the three women in the stadium
were running from the tomb, they stopped suddenly when a man appeared before
them. We knew from the gospel stories that the man before the women was Jesus.
We watched as the shocked women fell down again, this time at the feet of the
resurrected Jesus, and began to worship him.
Soon
the women were on their feet. Jesus had calmed their fears. As they rushed away
we realized that they were now on their way to tell the disciples what Jesus
had said – that he would meet them in Galilee.
The
brief drama in Cramton Bowl would end and our family would be on our way to
find breakfast. These dramatic performances in a football stadium were my
introduction to the astonishing resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.
Though the story of a dead man being raised from the dead seemed incredible, I
had no reason to doubt it. Years later I experienced a time of questioning. I
was confronted with the idea of some scholars that the resurrection story is a
myth. No dead man could be raised alive from the grave – even by God.
My
questioning did not last long. It is impossible, I concluded, to explain the
Christian movement unless Jesus was raised from the dead. A lie about the
resurrection could not possibly be perpetuated for two thousand years. Could
the early disciples have stolen his body from the tomb, while the guards were
sleeping, and then convinced hundreds of people that Jesus was alive? That
simply could not have happened.
Add
to that the fact that the apostles were convinced that Jesus was alive, so
convinced that they were willing to suffer and die for this new faith. There is overwhelming evidence that most
early Christians were willing to be martyred rather than renounce their belief
in the resurrection of Jesus. Surely thousands of people would not be willing
to die in defense of a lie.
Actually, unless the resurrection
was true, Christians have no faith to proclaim. Christ was raised from the dead
by the power of God; that is the lynchpin of Christianity. I chose to believe
the resurrection, and to believe it with all my heart. The resurrection is the
great deed of God in history. If Jesus could conquer fear, death and hell, then
his followers can have this victory. I claimed it for myself and have never
looked back.
If
one does not believe in the resurrection, there is little else in Christian
faith that makes sense. If Jesus was been raised from the dead, then Peter’s
letters are a pack of lies. Had Jesus not been resurrected, we would have never
heard of the Apostle Paul, who wrote a great portion of the New Testament. There
would not even be a New Testament had not the early disciples believed Jesus
was raised from the dead.
Some
discount the need for belief in the resurrection. What matters are the great
moral teachings of Jesus. His spirit lives on, like that of Abraham Lincoln,
they say. Such thinking is asinine.
Jesus taught that by dying on the cross as the Passover Lamb of God, he
could make forgiveness of sins and the gift of eternal life available to all
people. Can one value anything else he
taught if this teaching is a grand hoax? I think not.
Today
is Easter! The good Lord willing, I will get up at 5 a.m. and go with my wife
to hear our son Tim preach in a sunrise service at his church, Mulder Memorial
United Methodist near Wetumpka. He has done that now for a decade and it has
become a treasured tradition for our family.
Afterward we will hurry to Saint
James United Methodist in Montgomery where I will preach in two Easter
services. I will tremble with joy and excitement as we sing “Up from the grave
He arose.”
Easter!
A marvelous day for the people of God! Christ is Risen!
Glory! + + +