....Blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.
        John 20:29

        Mary, where were you when the first thin streaks of gold pierced the Jerusalem sky on that morning that was to change the world for all time?

          Mary Magdalene and some other women went to the tomb to anoint the body of our Lord, but you were not there.
          Perhaps it was because you knew He would not be found among the dead.
          You, who gave Him His earthly body, knew His holy destiny.  You didn't have to go to the tomb!
          It would be like you not to talk about it, but wherever you were that day, I know that your Son was with you.

                In a body not subject to physical limitations, He left His linen shroud without unwrapping it;
        spoke to Mary Magdalene, walked with two of His disciples on the road to Emmaus without being recognized and later vanished from their sight;
        and was suddenly present with His apostles in the upper room, even though the door had been locked.

                There was a time, Mary, when such things were scoffed at by many thinking people, especially scientists.
          But that's all changed now!  Modern day physicists have solid evidence that there are dimensions far beyond the limits of our physical senses.
          Chemist Donald Hatch Andrews reminds us in his book, SYMPHONY OF LIFE,
          "that our physical eyes are capable of perceiving less than one-millionth part of what's going on around us,
        and that in truth  the room is ablaze with dazzling light.

          The chairs, the tables, are prismatic crystals, sparkling with a thousand shades of red, yellow, green, and blue.
          Your clothes are on fire with a million microscopic flames.
          Your bodies are shining ruby, emerald, and sapphire.  The air itself sparks as if millions of miniature meteors are darting all about you."
          And to think, Mary, it's all as real as the cedars of Lebanon and the Sea of Galilee.  Oh, to have eyes to see that marvelous show!

                I can't see Jesus standing here in my room this morning, Mary, in all His resurrected glory,
        but neither can I see that spectacular display of light and color that scientists assure me is going on above and below the threshold of my limited vision.
          Perhaps at this very moment, I am sitting in the midst of  "angels and archangels and all the company of heaven"  as they sing their praises to the King of Glory!
          It's a thrilling thought, and it makes the fact of Jesus' resurrection come alive for me.
          Oh, to have been at the tomb with Mary Magdalene, to have been in the upper room with the disciples or on the road to Emmaus!

                But what I've learned from thinking about your first Easter, Mary, is that I don't have to be in any of those places or times to be with my risen Lord!

                  Master!  My Lord and my God!  You are in this place.  Now!  Alleluia!  Oh, alleluia!