Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are
you weeping? Whom are you seeking?”
She, supposing Him to be the
gardener, said to Him, “Sir, if You have carried Him away, tell me where You
have laid Him, and I will take Him away.”
Jesus said to her, “Mary!”
(John 20:15-16 NLT)
(John 20:15-16 NLT)
It had been the worse week of
Mary’s life. She had followed
Jesus. She had heard His words of life.
He had seen the love of God displayed in the flesh. Jesus, the one who associated with sinners. Jesus, the one who healed the sick. Jesus, the one who raised the dead. Jesus, who taught so powerfully and told of a
kingdom to come. And he was dead. She saw it with her own eyes as He breathed
His last. The agony of hearing My God, My God why have you forsaken me
from His parched lips.
In the pre-dawn hours she hurries to
go and anoint His body. What else could
she do? He had given her so much. Her grief was immeasurable as she rushed to
the tomb. And now, even His body is gone. Her grief pours out in uncontrollable weeping. Peter and John were there, but now they are
gone and she is alone. Even the sight of
the angels does not allay her sorrow.
Then she hears her name. She hears her name just as she had the first
time Jesus found her plagued with sickness and evil spirits (Luke 8:2).
C. Austin Miles was pondering this
passage in 1910 when in, what he described as a trance or vision, he was
transported to this scene on that first Easter morning. He saw Peter, he saw John, and he saw
Mary. I think he felt the pain of Mary
and the joy when she hears her name.
After this life changing experience he wrote the beloved Easter Hymn, In the Garden.
There is something about our
name. Our name signifies our
uniqueness. We aren’t just one of many,
we are someone. And Jesus calls Mary’s
name. And He calls my name, and your
name, He calls us each by name. And in
the words of that beloved hymn, he tells
me I am His own.
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