To You … With Love,

Magnificent God who arose. The garden was silent as Mary came, bearing the spices for Jesus her king; dead by the hand of the world and its sin. She never would see her dear master again, but in the dawn of the first light of morn, she saw that the stone from the tomb was gone.

In great fear she ran to tell those that she knew, that someone had taken the Lord from the tomb. They hurried to see, looked in and believed but did not understand for they could not perceive, that he would rise for as yet they’d not heard, the wonderful promise of God’s Holy Word.

They left her alone as she wept in he...