I wasn’t with Mary Magdalene

 

 

I wasn’t with Mary when she went to the garden tomb

It was early when she walked through the gloom

With heavy heart wanting to fulfil Jewish burial rites

And found the Roman guards had been put to flight

The sealed was broken, the tomb was open wide

Inside no corpse was there.  Mary wondered why.

I would have enjoyed seeing Mary’s expressions

When she heard “Mary!”  and the easing of tensions

Grief, uncertainty and fear would have dissolved

For now The Messiah’s identity had been solved.

What Scripture’s prophecies and allegories implied

Found fulfilment in Jesus Christ the crucified.

 To Mary the first to have seen the victor of Calvary

Was given the privilege of heralding His victory

To those disciples cowering in disillusionment

Her testimony aroused faith and passion with intent

That made Peter and John run there to verify

What Jesus stated, though crucified He would arise.

 I wasn’t there to see it myself, but I believe her story

For with the other disciples, Christ’s resurrection glory

Would cause much joy and sorrow in their new mission

To share the gospel about Christ’s offer of redemption

And The Holy Spirit put it all together in Scripture

To lead you and me to faith, hope and a new destiny.

©Ray Hawkins April 2019.