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Father.” “And wheresoever two or three are met together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.” We know where He is, why should we care to know where His grave was.
Mary Magdalene was earliest of all on Sunday morning at the tomb of her Lord. And she was first of all to see Him. We have in the Gospels the full story: The empty grave; the haste to make report to Peter and John; their haste to see for themselves; the sight of grave-clothes and folded napkin; the departure of the two, and the second arrival of Mary Magdalene. She stood without at the sepulchre weeping. No, Mary, you cannot see the dear dead face, nor can you wrap anew with spices and sprinkle with perfumes the precious body of your beloved Friend. Then comes the rush of memories. Then the settling down upon her spirit of that rayless night of despair. What if the seven demons come again? And what of that vague hope of a new kingdom that once or twice touched her
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