I wrote this piece two years ago on the Feast of Saint Mary Magdalene. My friend Eva has since passed away; I feel certain into the loving arms of a good Father. I remember my experience in the chapel that day, and I hold on to the hope because I do not doubt the infinite love of My Creator.
Mary Magdalene- Painting by Kathleen Carr, my cousin.
Feast of Saint Mary Magdalene
and saw two angels in white sitting there, one at the head and one at the feet
where the Body of Jesus had been. And they said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping?”
She said to them, “They have taken my Lord, and I don’t know where they laid him.”
When she had said this, she turned around and saw Jesus there, but did not know it was Jesus. Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you looking for?”
She thought it was the gardener and said to him, “Sir, if you carried him away,
tell me where you laid him, and I will take him.” Jesus said to her, “Mary!”
She turned and said to him in Hebrew, “Rabbouni,” which…
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