What a surprise Mary Magdalene experienced that morning. An almost unimaginable, profound surprise. A life-changing one. But now the question Jesus asked confronts me. I have heard the alleluia again and again, for many years now. Like you, I know the resurrection narratives well. But still, I can get swept up in the world’s sense of itself and let my life be defined not by the empty tomb, but by so many other distractions and illusions that frustrate me and bind me to earth.
“Why are you weeping? "Whom are you looking for? Risen Lord, it is you alone I seek.