Morning comes and darkness flees when the sun rises above the horizon. Light breaks into my darkness when the Son of God speaks my name.
One morning while it was still dark, long ago in Israel, a woman by the name of Mary Magdalene, who had been cured of seven demons, stood by a tomb crying. She was distressed because the body of her crucified teacher was no longer in the grave where he had been buried. She felt confused and frightened. Someone, she thought might be a gardner (remember it was still dark), asked her why she was crying. Between sobs, Mary replied, “They have taken my Lord away, and I do not know where they have put him.” After another brief exchange of words, He said, “Mary”, and she cried out, “Teacher”. *
Mary knew her Lord’s voice. She recognized it. His voice had to power to send demons fleeing. His voice had the power to heal and transform. As He spoke her name, she knew HER LORD LIVED AGAIN! In that moment everything had changed. Nothing was impossible. All the promises of God had become YES!
Of all the resurrection accounts of the Lord Jesus, the story of Mary Magdalene is my favorite. I identify with her because my name is Mary and because I have been cured of demons, the figurative kind and, I believe, the literal kind.
The Lord speaks our names. Sometimes He calls us to follow Him for first time. Sometimes His tone is one of gentle comfort. At other times it is a word of loving rebuke. He speaks and light breaks into our darkness. Confusion is replaced with amazing clarity. Anger is washed away. Peace defeats fear. Hope dawns like the morning.
May you hear Him call your name this Easter Morning. May the Son in all His Glory dawn upon you, and may you reflect that Glory in our dark world.
*See the 20th chapter of The Gospel of John