Easter Tuesday

Taking the image from the Turin Shroud – the cloth said to have covered Christ’s body in the tomb - computer artists have been busy for six months reconstructing an image of what they consider to be as close as possible to the real face of Jesus. . The results have been broadcast in a documentary on The History Channel in the US. The project's lead computer artist Ray Downing said: "If you want to recreate the face of Jesus, you have only one object and that's the Shroud. It is the only object that can purport to be the actual image of Jesus with any kind of credibility." The artists had to take into account the fact the cloth wrapped the body and the face rather than lay flat. “By imitating those distortions,’ he said ‘we could take the image and put it back into that shape and figure out what the face looked like.’ Two million people are expected to visit the Shroud when it goes on display at Turin Cathedral next month.

In the gospel reading today we have the familiar story of Mary Magdalene at the tomb failing to recognise Jesus. What was her problem? She was, after all, a close follower and friend, devoted and diligent in her discipleship. Maybe it was because it was very early in the morning while it was still dark. Perhaps it was because the tears were pouring from her eyes. Maybe it was because she was distraught, beside herself, an emotional wreck. Whatever the reason, Mary fails to recognise Jesus, even when he speaks to her. She mistakes him for the gardener. It is not until he speaks her name that she finally recognises him as her Risen Lord. There is, understandably, much confusion as the good news of Christ’s resurrection reaches the ears of his disciples. It takes time for the reality of his resurrection to sink in. This is unfamiliar territory for his friends and followers. Despite the number of occasions that Jesus had spoken to them about his dying and rising they still somewhat missed the point. It takes time for them to recognise him, takes time for everything to sink in.

The Resurrection of Christ is not so much like a light bulb that instantly fills a room with light. It is more akin, perhaps, to the rising of the sun, a gradual emergence in people’s lives as their lives are turned away from death to the new life of Christ, a gradual yet determined dispersion of darkness and despondency as Jesus fills their lives with light and life. For us, as for Mary, it does not matter what Jesus looks like. He is, after all, unrecognisable in so many different ways. Later in the day two disciples will walk to Emmaus with Jesus at their side and they too will not recognise him until they reach their journey’s end. Our Faith is not fixed by the physical and familiar. Our Faith is not simply a looking back to some historical figure, to some person from the past. Risen from the dead, Jesus goes beyond the physical. In fact, he tells Mary not to hold onto him. The Risen Lord transcends all boundaries, fills us within and without. Jesus’ resurrection is not a return to the old ways. He has gone beyond death, he has moved forward – and he invites us, and makes it possible for us, to move on to.