05/04/2026
Dear Jesus,
I came to the tomb early. Not in faith. Not expecting anything. Just to grieve.
I brought spices, ready to anoint Your body. Because in my mind, that was the end of the story. You were gone. But when I got there, the stone was rolled away.
Your body wasnโt there.
I didnโt understand it. None of it made sense. I thought someone had taken You. I was crying, confused, trying to process what I was seeing when I heard a voice.
โWoman, why are you crying?โ
I thought He was the gardener. Until He said my name.
โMary.โ
And in that moment, everything changed. It was You. Alive. Not just a memory. Not just a teacher we lost.
Alive.
All the things You said, they were true. Death didnโt win. The cross wasnโt the end. You werenโt finished. And maybe that means, Youโre not finished with me either.
- Mary Magdalene
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๐ฌ The resurrection isnโt just proof that Jesus is alive. Itโs proof that no situation is too far gone, no story too broken, no life beyond redemption. If you think itโs over, maybe Jesus is just getting started.
๐ Luke 24:1โ6; John 20:11โ16
