[plans b, c, etc.]
When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so they could embalm him. Very early on Sunday morning, as the sun rose, they went to the tomb. They worried out loud to each other, “Who will roll back the stone from the tomb for us?”
Mark 16:1-3, MSG
Our Easter was two weeks ago (a week later from most of the Protestant / Catholic world) and as pastor talked about this passage, I mentally went back in time to Wednesday before the Easter.
We bought our car in December and, long story short, needed to pay the final sum in June. Originally, Sam and I thought we’re going to easily do it, but then due to financial hardship in Ukraine and skyrocketing exchange rate, we realized that we’re not going to be able to do it as easily as we first thought.
The catch was that we owed money for the car to a friend and there’s nothing worse than a financial mountain looming overhead, threatening the peace of relationship.
We have thought of all the possible ways to fix the situation, even down to taking a credit from a bank (even though we have agreed with Sam that we’ll stay as far away from credit as possible). Still owing money to a bank was less stressful than owing money to a friend.
Comes Wednesday, the day our friends, Sam, and I decided to meet for dinner. The food was delicious, the conversation easy, but in both Sam’s and mine minds there was this “You owe them money” thought that would not go away.
Finally, when there was a pause in the conversation, I decided to ask the question.
“Can we… Is it possible for us to pay half of the money we owe when we agreed and a part a little bit later?”
In my head, there was already a tree of possible answers blooming and branching like mad. I was mentally preparing myself for the answer “No” and having to find a way out.
Wait… what? I have all these options ready in case you say no. I didn’t expect (even if we prayed for it, half-heartedly) a positive answer…
Later in the evening, as Sam and I were driving home (in the very car we bought from our friends), we were praising God for taking care of the problem in such a way.
Fastforward to women on that first “Christian Easter” morning…
They were worried about something small like the stone. I can imagine the thoughts going through their minds.
“There’s a huge rock. It weights several hundred pounds. We’re but women, not strong men. Will those soldiers be nice enough to roll the stone away for us to take care of Jesus’ body? Perhaps if all of us, women, push that stone, we’ll be able to move it…”
They come to the burial site and… well… you know the story.
God has solved the problem in a way they have not expected.
For me, personally, this was yet another reminder that my worries amount to nothing most of the time.
If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds.
What I’m trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied withgetting, so you can respond to God’s giving. People who don’t know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met.
Matthew 6:25-26, 31-33 MSG