Dramatic Monologue: Personalities of the Passion: Mary Magdalene (Luke 8:1-3; John 19:25; John 20:1)
By Susan M. Sharpe
Then a few of them went to the garden. I wanted to go but He said "No." The next thing we heard, He had been hauled off for trial. From then on it was terrible. We heard the crowds yelling "crucify Him." I hurt inside. Why did they want to kill Him? He loved everyone. Several men that I had known came up to buy me at Passover, but I pushed them away. I said emphatically, "I am Mary of Magdalene -- a new person." I felt extra strength. I was a different person!!
Jesus died. He hung on a cross. I went as near as I could to Him. I leaned on the cross crying and felt His blood running down on my splintered hands.
I thought my heart would break. Why do people hate Him? He only cared for those of us who were on the outside of life. He gave us a home -- a place to fit in. Others fled but I stayed by the cross. I even heard a centurion say, "Surely, He is the Son of God." He recognized it.
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Life was dark again. The demons returned. Jesus is dead!
I was drawn to the tomb as I felt death surrounding me. I was drawn to the place of His death as He drew me to life. When I arrived, I realized the stone had been rolled away. Then someone said, "Mary." I recognized my name. It was Jesus. I called him "Rabboni," which means teacher.
"Rabboni" meant life to me. For He had taught me how to live -- not just how to move through life.
He was alive! I reached to touch Him, but He said "No." However, in His look was not rejection, but wholeness. I will never forget it.
He had changed. Everything had changed. Now I know what He meant when He said He came from the Father. For He was sent not to be touched, but to embrace the world with love. And this love will take all fear away.
He sent me to tell you the story. I do not know what demons bother you, but He can change you. His love is more powerful than death -- permanent death or little deaths we might experience.
And if it were not for some of the women, we would not have the story. We were the ones near the cross and first at the tomb.
I love to tell the story. It changed my life. If you just listen, He may be calling your name.
It can change your life, too!