Mary has always been one of my favorite characters in the Easter story. Her devotion. Her faith. Her willingness to obey Jesus’ instruction to tell the Disciples what must have seemed positively ludicrous.
The moment when she goes from thinking Jesus is a hired garden hand, to hearing him speak her name…hearing Jesus say her name.
She wraps her arms around his feet—an act of worship, love, and hanging on. “I’ll never let you go again.”
Let go, Mary. Everything that was is gone…behold I make all things NEW!
Yes, I’m leaving, but I’ll never be gone and you will never be alone. My Spirit will always be with you.
Now go…tell.
Hmmm…isn’t there a Christmas song like that?
Can you hear him speaking your name? Will you share the incredible news: He is not here. He is risen!
He is risen indeed.
Pot of Manna 