"Easter and our Identity in Christ" Free People Dress
With Easter approaching this weekend, I wanted to do some digging into the scriptures. One passage that really spoke to me was when Jesus first appeared after he was crucified and buried. He first appeared to a woman named Mary Magdalene:
11 Mary was standing outside the tomb crying, and as she wept, she stooped and looked in. 12 She saw two white-robed angels, one sitting at the head and the other at the foot of the place where the body of Jesus had been lying. 13 “Dear woman, why are you crying?” the angels asked her.
“Because they have taken away my Lord,” she replied, “and I don’t know where they have put him.”
14 She turned to leave and saw someone standing there. It was Jesus, but she didn’t recognize him. 15 “Dear woman, why are you crying?” Jesus asked her.“Who are you looking for?”
She thought he was the gardener.
“Sir,” she said, “if you have taken him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will go and get him.”
16 “Mary!” Jesus said.
She turned to him and cried out, “Rabboni!” (which is Hebrew for “Teacher”).
17 “Don’t cling to me,” Jesus said, “for I haven’t yet ascended to the Father. But go find my brothers and tell them, ‘I am ascending to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’”
18 Mary Magdalene found the disciples and told them, “I have seen the Lord!” Then she gave them his message. John 20:11-18
An incredible sermon made me aware of the significance of how Jesus came to tell Mary that it was Him. She was so distraught, and he gently lead her to the truth. He could have easily appeared to her and said "It is me, Jesus!" Instead, He asked her why she was crying, then he called her by name.
This shows such intimacy and care. Even after this miraculous event, conquering death, He didn't make it about him. Instead, He used this as another opportunity to show He loves and cares for us, and that He KNOWS us. Calling us by name, to make certain that we know how special we are to Him. Can you imagine being Mary at this point? I can just picture myself feeling the weight of sadness looking into the tomb as the person I loved most in the world had just died and now the body is missing! But then, He calls my name. He knows me, He cares for me, in my sadness and at the darkest point in life, He finds me and calls my name.
Wow. I can certainly rest in that truth with confidence. Surely my identity is safe in knowing that I am deeply and passionately loved and cared for by the King of the universe! Knowing that God knows me that intimately, allows me to know my own value.
Thank you Lord for caring so much for us. For dying and conquering death, so that you we can know you as you call us by name. I pray our identity and worth is hidden in those truths, and empowered by that, we could turn as Mary did and tell the world of your passionate love for us. Amen