Humans are searchers. From birth, we want to know what is out there. At first, it is trying to figure out what those moving blobs are that sometimes pick us up and sometimes feed us. We move on to other things that wander into our ever-sharpening vision, always seeking to know, and understand. Each year our universe expands until we see stars that existed millions of years ago.
Even then we search.
It is all good. We are better for understanding how the world and the universe works. But we also need God. Many of us are searching for God in all the wrong places; we do not even realize that it is God we seek.
In the Gospel reading, we see Mary standing at the empty tomb, weeping tears of sadness. She was thinking, ‘he died, now he is missing.’ Mary was looking in the wrong place. More to the point, she did not know what she was looking for.
Of course, if you go back to the start of the chapter, Peter and (likely) John were also clueless. They went away.
But Mary stayed, at least to be close to where Jesus had last been seen.
It was then that a stranger spoke to her. She was looking directly at Jesus, but did not recognize him. He was not the same Jesus she had walked and talked with. “Who is it you are looking for?” NIV
That is the question for us. Who am I looking for? Will I know him when I see him?
Jeremiah tells us that God said, I love you with an everlasting love;
this is why in my grace I draw you to me. CJB In the end, God finds us.
Jesus simply said, “Mary,” and she recognized him. Jesus found her.
Be righteous and do good.