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She Stayed: John 20:1-18

It was still dark.
Early.
Too early for clarity.
Too early for answers.
But she went anyway.

Because grief doesn’t care about sunrise.
And love doesn’t wait for convenience.

So Mary showed up.

No plan.
No strategy.
Just tears.
And questions.

She sees the stone rolled away,
Runs, tells the others.
Peter and John race back,
Peer in,
See linen,
Then leave.

But she stays.

Let that settle in.

She stays.
While the men run off to figure it out,
Mary lingers in the mystery.
In the loss.
In the not-knowing.

Sometimes it’s the staying that becomes the sacred.

She weeps.
And then…two angels.
But even they don’t wow her.
She’s not looking for angels.
She’s looking for Jesus.

And then…

A gardener?

No.
Not a gardener.
Not really.

He says her name.

Not a sermon.
Not a rebuke.
Not a theology lesson.

Just… “Mary.”

And suddenly,
Resurrection is personal.

She had seen Him die.
Heard the last breath.
Watched the burial.

And yet,
There He is.
Breathing.
Standing.
Speaking.

Alive.

And what’s the first thing He does?

He sends her.

Not Peter.
Not John.
Not the inner circle.

Mary.

The weeping woman in the garden.
The one with a past.
The one with the story no one expected.

She becomes the first preacher of the resurrection.

She is apostle to the apostles.

Because Jesus rewrites the script.

And still does.

He comes in the weeping.
In the waiting.
In the mistaken identities.
In the dark.

He comes when the grief is thick
and the tomb looks final.

He comes with your name on His lips.

So today…

Stay.
Wait.
Weep if you must.
But listen.

He’s calling your name.

And when you hear it,
Don’t hold on too tightly to how things were.
He’s doing something new.

Now go.
Tell them what you’ve seen.

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How To Read A Love Letter

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A famous anecdote was published in the New York Times in 1940 as an advertisement for Mortimer J Adler’s work “How To Read A Book.”  As I read it again today I was reminded to read the Scriptures in a similar way. Slowly, anticipatorily and intimately. One of the most important aspects of reading Scripture is to begin seeing the details that submerge the text. When we read to quickly we miss most of what God is trying to say, and the transformative application stays shallow.

As you read this week, slow down, soak in the details, ask questions about the text as if you were a CNN reporter. Remember those first love letters that you received?

Your heart began to race…

You could smell her perfume…

You held it gently and ravaged each word with your eyes…

You stopped breathing as the words created an alternate reality…

You were removed from the moment and immersed in a world where letters have the power to free you, or even crush you. Then, the letter was secreted away to a special place that you probably still have, and the letter still holds her magic.

Remember how you poured over the words? Letter by Letter, word by word, thought by thought. No matter how many times you read it it still made your heart skip?

If you’ll approach the Bible that way, you will definitely begin to see things you never saw before!

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How To Read A Love Letter

This young man has just received his first love letter. He may read it three or four times, but he is just beginning. To read it as accurately as he would like would require several dictionaries and a good deal of close work with a few experts of etymology and philology.

However, he will do all right without them.
He will ponder over the exact shade of meaning of every word, every comma. She has headed the letter, “Dear John.” What, he asks himself, is the exact significance of those words? Did she refrain from saying “Dear-est” because she was bashful? Would “My Dear” have sounded too formal?

Maybe she would have said “Dear So-and-so” to anybody! A worried frown will now appear on his face. But it disappears as soon as he really gets to thinking about the first sentence. She certainly wouldn’t have written that to anybody!

And so he works his way through the letter, one moment perched blissfully on a cloud, the next moment huddled miserably behind an eight ball. It has started a hundred questions in his mind. He could quote it by heart. In fact, he will- to himself-for weeks to come.
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To ponder…ruminate…chew…devour…savor…dwell in… absorb…

These are the ways to read the holy.

Speed reading in order to absorb content might fill your information tank, but it will never touch your soul.

In my book Sacred Space, one chapter is dedicated to his pursuit. Read the chapter titled “Sacred Words” and there you will find some more tools to learn how to navigate the sacred.