SUNDAY MORNING

John 20:11-13
Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright © 1996, 2004 by Tyndale Charitable Trust.

Jesus Appears to Mary Magdalene

11 Mary was standing outside the tomb crying, and as she wept, she stooped and looked in. 12 She saw two white-robed angels, one sitting at the head and the other at the foot of the place where the body of Jesus had been lying. 13 “Dear woman, why are you crying?” the angels asked her.

“Because they have taken away my Lord,” she replied, “and I don’t know where they have put him.”


What does Sunday morning look like at your house? (You can go ahead and tell me it’s none of my business … you are getting too nosey … too personal … I’ll understand.) Do you wait to the last possible moment to roll out of bed? It’s not a work day. Do you run out of the house … jump in the car … still finishing the last touches on your make-up or tying your tie? Do you arrive at church, just in the nick of time and if the light caught you, a minute or two late?

Mary was up early on Sunday morning and the first to arrive at the tomb. It was Mary who got the first inkling that something special had happened there. It was also Mary who was the last to leave. John and Peter had come to see what happened but soon turned and went home. Not Mary. She hung around and because she did, received a special visitation from heaven.

Do you have a clock on the preacher? It’s time for him to wind this up. I can’t be late getting in line at the restaurant or miss the NFL Sunday kickoff.

I wonder what we miss when we rush away from worship, chasing our busy schedules? Sunday is His day. Early Sunday morning, HE ROSE. It should be every day, but especially on Sunday, let Him rise again in your day. Let Mary Magdalene be your model for Sunday morning.