Sunday, April 1, 2007

Mary Magdalene Part 2

...these are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God and that believing you may have life in His name. John 20:31 NKJV
The weight of loneliness and despair grew; Mary Magdalene watched as the stone was rolled up against the entrance of the tomb; sealing the body of Jesus inside.
Puddles of tears blurred her vision; the cold hard stone beneath her fingertips stood between her and the Savior. The silence was deafening - He's gone.
It must of all seemed like a bad dream. Memories of Jesus flooded her mind through out the sleepless night. There had been such a celebration just a few days before when Jesus rode into the city. People greeted His arrival with joy as they paved the road with their clothes and palm branches. She could still hear the voices crying out "Hosanna".
She remembered the words He had spoken, "I am the way, the truth, and the life.." How confused she must have been. Jesus was gone, what did she have left to hope in? Yet she still felt a strong connection even though His lifeless body lay behind the stone; it was as though He was still with her. But how could this be?
Sabbath, the day of rest was over. As Mary Magdalene walked down the road in the early morning to the tomb, she remembered all the times she and the other women Jesus saved, had followed Him to the cities and the countryside to listen to Him teach and the many times they ministered to Him by preparing food and drink. The joy still lingered in her heart from those moments she spent with her dearest friend.
The memories of Jesus brought comfort to her aching heart. Death wasn't strong enough to stamp out her joy; her life-changing experience; the spiritual connection with her Savior. These treasures would forever remain in her heart.
With spices in hand, she made her way down the dewy garden path. She had come to minister to Jesus even though he lay lifeless. Why? Because it was what she had done in days past; it was an act of love.
The light was beginning to peak over the horizon; the tomb was in sight. The stone had been moved. A sharp, hot searing pain pierced her raw heart; the tomb was empty.
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1 comment:

Saija said...

in a time when women were second class citizens, or maybe much less ... Jesus worked side by side with them, teaching them as he taught everyone ... Jesus death must have absolutely shattered mary's heart ... but then - the resurrection!!! praise God!