Love. Looks. Back.

I heard this Lenten talk by one of my all time favorite priests. His name is Father Patrick and he just has a talented gift of sharing the Holy Scriptures, so that it comes alive, piercing the heart, and the scripture is no longer just words, but a story that is ever more real now as when it was in the past.
He shares the story of Mary Magdalene.
She was known to be one of Christ greatest lovers, while the other greatest lover was John. He tells the story of when when Christ was buried in the tomb, and all the apostles were too afraid to come out, She. She came bearing a gift. She hurried to the tomb to put ointment on his dead body. Father Patrick begins to describe the scripture as this: Mary Magdalene goes to the tomb to discover that Christ is not present. She weeps, turns around and looks to the Gardener*(Christ) and asking. In the gospel of Luke before proceeding to go tell the apostles, scripture says, But she looks back at the tomb.

Love looks back. We all have our own tomb, our own darkness, our own miseries, our own victories, our own joys, good memories, and bad memories, and lonely times.

Love looks back. Mary, she looked back to that tomb. I think I forget that Christ can be there in those scary and dark times, as well as those joyous times. The Love that an individual person has for Christ can look back at their own "personal tombs" Because honey, we allllllllll have them.
We have tombs where Christ is evermore present--equally present and alive as He is at His resurrection.

The Love that I have for Christ, helps me look back at my tomb to where Christ can heal us, move us, and tailor us.

So. Love. Love looks back.