When Jesus rose early on the first day of the week, he appeared first to Mary Magdalene, out of whom he had driven seven demons. – Mark 16:9
Now Mary stood outside the tomb crying. – John 20:11 (John 20:11-16)
How many of us ‘ave stood some distance away from a grave and wept. Not a wee little bit, but buckets. Mary, tha woman out of whom tha Son cast seven vile demons, showed up at dawn’s light ter tend ter tha Son’s body. Only, he whar not thar. Some thieves had snuck in and took him. Least ways, that’s how she seen things.
As she wept, she bent over ter look in ter tha tomb and seen a pair of angels in white, seated whar tha body of tha Son ought ter ‘ave been, one at tha head and tha other at tha foot. Now if ya know anything ’bout tha ark of tha covenant then ya know thar be a pair of angels atop of it. “Two cherubim are to have their wings spread upward, overshadowing the cover with them. The cherubim are to face each other, looking toward the cover.” Exodus 25:20
“Tha cover . . .” that be our key as ter why them angels be seated on that empty burial slab. Tha Son done covered us with his blood so we kin live fer ever with him and Skipper.
Tha angels asked Mary, “Woman, why are you crying?”
“They have taken my Lord away,” she said, “and I don’t know where they have put him.” At this, she turned around and seen tha Son standing thar, but she doth not realize that it be him.
Tha Son asked her, “Woman, why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?”
Thinking he be tha gardener, she said, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.”
Tha Son said to her, “Mary.”
She wheeled toward him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which be tha word fer “Teacher”).
Twice Mary be asked why tha tears? Nary a time did she answer. When asked who she be looking fer, she ne’er answered.
Be tha Son asking ya tha same question this day? “Why tha tears? Who ya be searching fer?”
Sometimes folks jest need ter cry, but after we ‘ave shed a bucket full of tears, ask yer self who ya be looking fer and hoping ter find. At tha end our ourself we all face a black hole.
Ter day tha Son be calling yer name. Will ya answer? Will you go ter him? Will ya walk in ter tha light of life?