Why do you seek the living one among the dead?” Luke 24:5
He is not here, for he has been raised just as he said.
Come, and see the place where he lay. Matthew 28:7
Rejoice, Mary! … “found” expecting joy!
Words resounding in your heart,
sorrows replaying in your mind,
weakness bewails your very being.
Rejoice, how can it be? How can it be
that he is dead, brutally
pierced by Roman soldiers
he was gone
blood and water gush
from his side.
his life was through.
You ponder Mary:
“How can I
have my son return,
for I have not known
death to be so kind?
I rush to be with him
when he must be
walks and talks
in the garden.
But I, the mother
abide at home,
with kind John,
Especially now Mary’s heart sings,
only now her joy in glory rings …
“Christ, my son, has risen from the dead,
trampling down death by death,
bestowing life to those
abiding in the tombs. Alleluia!” Taken from the ancient Resurrection Hymn
Sorrows harbored in her heart,
rejoicing “known” from the start!
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