When Mary Magdalene went to the open tomb of Jesus…
“…She turned around and behold Jesus was standing there and she did not know that it was Jesus. Jesus said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?” Supposing Him to be the gardener, she said to Him, “Sir, if you have carried Him away, tell me where you have laid Him and I will take Him away.” Jesus said to her, “Mary!” She turned and said to Him in Hebrew, “Rabboni!” (which means Teacher).” John 20:14-16
Have you ever treated Jesus like the gardener? I know I have. Barely a glance, telling Him what I want to happen, turning from Him before He even has a chance to answer back. Expecting He will show up, same time same place next week, or next month…
Missing the Divine. Treating miracles as matter-of-facts and the Master as the gardener. Praying like post-it-notes. Leaving my first Love and losing the truth of who He really is.
Then He whispers your name, you turn back, realization dawning, “Oh yeah, this is the resurrected Jesus, I just treated Him like the gardener, but He is still calling my name.”
He is still calling my name. Something to marvel at. Something to mull over. Something not to miss. Something to move us. He is still calling your name.
Turn back to Him, as Mary did, recognize Him for who He is, then tell others what you have seen and heard (vs. 18). They’ll want to know the Gardener too.