“Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?” Thinking that He was the gardener, she said to Him, “Sir, if you have carried Him away, tell me where you put Him, and I will take Him away.” Jesus said to her, “Mary!” She turned and said to Him in Hebrew, “Rabboni!” (which means, Teacher). Jesus said to her, “Stop clinging to Me, for I have not yet ascended to the Father; but go to My brothers and say to them, ‘I am ascending to My Father and your Father, and My God and your God.’ ” Mary Magdalene came and announced to the disciples, “I have seen the Lord,” and that He had said these things to her.”
John 20:15-18 NASB
What else could Mary Magdalene do? Here was the Man, Jesus Himself, who she had seen being crucified and dying on the cross. She knew that He had been buried in a sealed tomb. Yet here He was, standing before her. In spite of the misogynistic culture of those days, Mary was overcome with all sorts of emotions, and just couldn’t help herself. She gave Jesus a big hug. How long it went on for we don’t know, but Jesus had an important message for her to take to His brothers, the disciples. Factually, and unemotionally, John wrote that Mary “came and announced to the disciples, “I have seen the Lord”. I suspect that, if I had been a fly on the wall, I would have found it was more than that. Mary would have burst into the room where the disciples were and exploded with shouts of joy as she delivered the message Jesus had given to her. But what would those disciples who were there have made of her display of emotion? We know that Peter and John had seen the empty tomb, so they must have been wondering. But, as cold logic goes, a corpse does not just climb out of a grave and start a conversation with a random woman who just happens to be there. The disciples must have had some thoughts about the reliability of the woman’s account. That something significant had happened would have been without doubt, but Jesus, risen, alive and well? Surely that can’t be true, must have been their thoughts.
In a way, Mary was a very fortunate woman, who saw the fruit of her commitment to Jesus. Note that there were no disciples hanging around the tomb that Easter Sunday morning. The experience of being the first to see and hold the risen Jesus would never have left her, and I’m sure that there came a day when she was with Him again. Hearing His voice once again say, “Mary”, as she crossed the Great Divide. As we pilgrims take our final breaths, our spirits will also follow Mary into our new home. Will we too renew our friendship with Jesus as He calls our name? We won’t have had the opportunity to cling to Jesus but we can talk to Him in prayer. We can fellowship with Him, walking with Him through the Gospel pages. Constantly wondering about how He loved us so much that He did what He had to do, just for You and me.
Dear Lord Jesus. Will we really hear You call our name one day, as You welcome us into Your home? Thank You for all You did that weekend long ago. Amen.
