Behold how she loved Him, that she ventured to His gravestone alone, without anyone to roll the stone away for her. Such a young woman, yet she braved the bushy paths and the darkness of dawn to anoint the dead body of her LORD.
So heartbroken to see an empty tomb and too teary-eyed to behold Him, she mistook Him for a gardener and pled for His body that she may carry it alone to her brother’s empty tomb…at Bethany.
She poured out her soul unto Him by sacrificing her all to buy Him an alabaster box of costly ointment. She anointed His head with this rich perfume in the presence of His enemies. She wept at His feet, kissed and wiped His feet with her tears and hair.
Oh what love is this? Can a mortal man love GOD so, unto death? Oh LORD, let us love thee like Mary Magdalene. Why not: behold, He saved her from her murderers, redeemed her from seven (7) demons, resurrected her rotting brother, Lazarus, and slept in their house.
Can we appreciate God’s forgiveness, pardon, mercy, and love like Mary Magdalene? Can we present our bodies as a living sacrifice unto Him? Can we watch at His tomb and stand for Him before His enemies? If we are as grateful as Mary Magdalene, we shall love Christ as she did!
