The last few days had brought nothing but tragedy. Mary Magdalene was there to hold her arm around the shoulder of Mary the mother of Jesus. She was there to close his eyes. And now she takes her spices to his grave. As she rounds the final bend, she gasps. The rock in front of the grave is pushed back. Someone has taken his body!
Then a man in radiant white asks, “Why are you crying?” An uncommon question in a cemetery. She answers and is asked again,“Why are you crying?” Mary thinks the man is the gardener. He isn’t. He is her Savior. He doesn’t leave her wondering long, just long enough to remind us that he loves to surprise us. God is at his best when our lives are at their worst.
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