Deb Cantrell
This narrative in the Bible has always been one of my favorites. So much so, I wrote a play and included Mary Magdalene’s perspective as she travels to the tomb and her reaction when she and the other women arrive. It is a compilation of all the Gospels. Although, scripture does not include all the details, I did intensive research and determined what might have happened to Mary that day. This is something akin to a Jewish midrash. A midrash is a interpretation or commentary on a Biblical text exploring what might have happened in various Bible narratives.
This would be my version of such writing. The play is titled The Color of Touch.
Mary Magdalene as she recounts her experiences the morning after Jesus’ resurrection:
It was such a difficult time for me— for all of us. When they took him down from the cross, it was nearing the Sabbath; so we had very little time to prepare Jesus for burial. But, with the help of others, we lovingly and gently prepared him and wrapped his body and placed him in a tomb. The men that were close by rolled the stone in front the opening. There was a loud thud as the stone found a resting place. The sound hit my chest with such force that I thought it would crush my heart. It was so difficult to leave. But the Sabbath was near and it was not safe for us to stay. After the Sabbath, I went with some of the other women and returned to the place where we had left our precious Lord. But the stone had been moved and when we looked inside, we saw two men dressed in brilliant white robes. They said to me, "Woman, why are you weeping?" I told them, “They have taken him away, and I don’t know where they’ve laid him.” I turned around and saw a gardener standing there. And he asked me why I was weeping and who was I looking for. I said, “Sir, if you have taken him away, tell me where you have laid him, and I will care for him.” Then he said, "Mary!" There was something so familiar about his voice. Then I knew! It was Jesus! I fell to my knees and wept with joy. I reached out and touched his foot and, just above the straps of His sandals, I saw the marks left by the nail. His skin was warm and I thought I felt the blood pulsing in his veins. Then suddenly he pulled back and told me not to hold on to him, as he had not yet ascended to the Father. He told me to tell the disciples that he was ascending to His Father and your Father, to His God and your God. I trusted in His words and I went and told them, “I have seen the Lord! He’s not dead! He lives!”
Indeed He Lives!! We look to the Lenten season with joy and anticipation knowing that through the sacrifice of Christ and God’s grace, we can come to know the full glory of his un-ending love.
PRAYER: Lord, we have looked to the Lenten season with joy and anticipation knowing that through the sacrifice of Christ and God's grace, we can come to know the full glory of your unending love.
PRAYER: Lord, we have looked to the Lenten season with joy and anticipation knowing that through the sacrifice of Christ and God's grace, we can come to know the full glory of your unending love.