Each Friday my writing stems from a word prompt. Five minutes, one word prompt. The prompt this week is … Name.
We are told she went to the tomb early, while it was yet dark, to go to the tomb where Jesus had been laid. Upon finding the stone rolled away from the entrance, she ran to find the disciples.
Peter and John ran into the tomb to confirm Jesus was gone and then went home. But Mary Magdalene stayed behind at the tomb weeping for her Lord.
Jesus comes and speaks with her, but she does not recognize Him – until that moment. The moment when He speaks her name, “Mary!”
When Jesus called her by her name, she recognized Him immediately.
Perhaps it was the voice inflection. Or maybe He always spoke her name respectfully, instilling dignity and honor upon her tainted name.
Whatever it was, it only took the mere mention of her name for recognition to settle over Mary.
And so it is with each of us,
He calls us by our name.
“But now, thus says the Lord, who created you, O Jacob, And He who formed you, O Israel: “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are Mine.” (Isaiah 43:1, NKJV)