Texts: Acts 10:34-43; 1 Corinthians 15:1-11; Mark 16:1-8
I come on this Easter Day to bury Caesar, not to raise him. Julius Caesar that is. I’ve never liked him. In fact, I hate him. I know I shouldn’t talk ill of the dead, and I know as a Christian and as a priest I shouldn’t hate anybody. At least, I shouldn’t admit it in public. Not on Easter Day. But I want to make an exception of Caesar for three reasons.
First, he invaded my home country, and that’s not really on. None of us feel kindly towards someone who invades our own country, do we? I’m not all that keen on the Vikings, for that matter, or William the Conqueror. But this is about Julius Caesar – the others will keep for another day. So I don’t like Julius Caesar because he invaded
The second reason I don’t like Julius Caesar is that he wrote the world’s most boring war memoirs. I know that because, as a Latin student in my secondary school years, I had to read some of them. It wasn’t that they were written in Latin that was the problem – in fact, that was sort of the point, really – if they were in English we wouldn’t have been expected to read them. Nobody would have bothered. My objection to them was and is that, after the expenditure of all that time and energy required to translate the things into our own fair language, they turned out to be utterly boring. They were all about him, and how many battles he won, and how many people he killed and so on. And even though they were about the Gallic Wars, and therefore they were only the French he was killing so it didn’t really matter, what did matter was the sheer monotony of the thing. They were almost enough to put me off studying Latin for ever. Even music or art started to seem a better option.
And there’s more! The third reason why I don’t like Caesar is that people today let him off too lightly. This includes the otherwise excellent ODT. When did you last read an article or a Letter to the Editor questioning the accuracy of Caesar’s memoirs? Or claiming that Julius Caesar never existed – he was, in fact, a variant of an ancient Roman mythological creature, or some sort of magic mushroom with hallucinagenic properties? Or that after his immensely clever military escapades he was secretly married to Boadicea or Joan the Wad or someone and that their bloodline continues to this very day in
The point is – and you’ll be pleased to hear there is a point – the point is that nobody today wastes time and money and ink on Julius Caesar – they let him rest in peace. But every year about this time – as Easter draws near – we can bet there will be some new nonsense printed in the press, and yet more Letters to the Editor, claiming that everything we have in the Bible about Jesus is untrue, and everything else about him is true.
And the really interesting question such people might want to ask themselves one day is this: why does it matter so much? Of course, Jesus matters to Christians, but why does he matter so much to non-Christians? Why are they content to leave Julius Caesar and all the rest of them to the historians, but not Jesus of Nazareth? If the Bible accounts of Jesus are not true, then what is it about Jesus that is so fascinating 2000 years after his death that people who don’t believe in him don’t believe in him so passionately that they feel the need to write to the Editor and tell the rest of us how passionately they don’t believe in him?
Enough of this nonsense – let’s get back to the Scriptures. And let’s get right back to basics. The Christian faith is based on two puzzling events, which we might call the Easter event and the Pentecost event. They’re the two Biggies, and we need to be absolutely clear that without them there would have been no Christian faith. It wasn’t Jesus’ marvellous human qualities that launched the new faith – nor his miracles – nor the wisdom of his teaching – not his compassion, his extraordinary willingness to forgive, or his love for others that started it all.
And we know this in the same way that we know about most other things – from the accounts of others. And it all starts with
And we can ask a similar question in respect of Peter. Again, we can start with the aching honesty of the Scriptural account. It is clear that Peter became one of the early leaders of the Church; so why did the Church make up such a scurrilous story about Peter denying he even knew Jesus? We say, the Church did not make up the story – it happened as it is recorded in the gospel narratives. Peter insisted that he would remain staunch no matter what – he meant to remain staunch no matter what. But under the strain of the threat to his own freedom and life, he cracked.
For he leaves us before the tomb that was undoubtedly empty. He leaves us with a few women who are completely freaked out. Nothing is explained – nothing is cut and dried. All we’re told is that Jesus of Nazareth is not in the tomb where he was put three days earlier.
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