Easter's Door
To have lived through the day of silent waiting. No way to care for their beloved because there was no work to be done on the Sabbath. The minutes must have felt like hours, the hours like days.
Before the sun’s light crested over the horizon, these women set out to perform the rituals after a loved one had died. They went to cleanse his body with fragrant oils and their tears.
Mary Magdalene arrived ahead of the others…
There is nothing love cannot face;
there is no limit to its faith,
its hope, and its endurance.
Quote: St. Paul
Image: J. Kirk Richards