Feast of Saint Mary Magdalene

John 20:1-2, 11-18 “in a snailshell”
Feast of St. Mary Magdalene
©️2021 Gloria M. Chang

On the first day of the week, Mary of Magdala came to the tomb early in the morning, while it was still dark, and saw the stone removed from the tomb. So she ran and went to Simon Peter and to the other disciple whom Jesus loved, and told them, “They have taken the Lord from the tomb, and we don’t know where they put him.” 

But Mary stayed outside the tomb weeping. And as she wept, she bent over into the tomb and saw two angels in white sitting there, one at the head and one at the feet where the body of Jesus had been. And they said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping?” She said to them, “They have taken my Lord, and I don’t know where they laid him. ”When she had said this, she turned around and saw Jesus there, but did not know it was Jesus. Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you looking for?” She thought it was the gardener and said to him, “Sir, if you carried him away, tell me where you laid him, and I will take him.” Jesus said to her, “Mary!” She turned and said to him in Hebrew, “Rabbouni,” which means Teacher. Jesus said to her, “Stop holding on to me, for I have not yet ascended to the Father. But go to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am going to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’” Mary of Magdala went and announced to the disciples, “I have seen the Lord,” and what he told her.

John 20:1-2, 11-18

Mary heard her name from beyond the cave—
The voice of Jesus risen from the grave!

2 Replies to “Feast of Saint Mary Magdalene”

  1. She came.
    She saw open grave,
    She reported,
    She returned.
    Angels asked
    Woman why weep?
    She turned,
    She asked,
    Where is he?
    He called her.
    She heard,
    She knew,
    She reached.
    He said not now.
    He charged her:
    Tell the others.
    She had to let go.
    She ran with haste,
    Her heart beating love,
    Her happy feet
    Spread the good news.

    May we be filled with Magdalene love: persistent rhythms urging us to tell the Good News.

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