He asked her, “Woman, why are you crying? Who is it you are looking for?”

Thinking he was the gardener, she said, “Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have put him, and I will get him.”

Jesus said to her, “Mary.”

She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, “Rabboni!” (which means “Teacher”).

Jesus said, “Do not hold on to me, for I have not yet ascended to the Father. Go instead to my brothers and tell them, ‘I am ascending to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.’” John 20:15-17

Again, as we look at this with 2000 years of hindsight, we wonder what must He have looked like that she didn’t recognize Him. As stated yesterday, it’s entirely possible that she was so caught up in the moment that she really didn’t expect Jesus to be around. Then her sadness turns to complete joy as she recognizes Him, all in the span of less than a minute.

I can just picture her trying to put all the pieces together in her own mind. And now, of all things, here He was standing before her.

More than 25 years ago when I was in Alaska I was walking to work. It was winter and the Northern Lights were out and lighting up the sky. As I arrived for my midnight shift, a gentleman said to me, “Dave, that smile isn’t going away.” I told him about seeing “the Lights” and how indescribable they were. I’m sure I used every adjective in the book and still couldn’t fully capture what I saw because when they’re out in their fullness, you have to stop and take notice.

I suspect when Mary went to the Disciples, they were asking her the same kind of question about her countenance.

When was the last time the Lord did something in your life so amazing, so remarkable, that it showed on your face and you had to let it out?