They weren't present at the Passover meal,
but they might have been the hands that prepared it.
(You can always find them in the story
but you often have to look past the main characters.)
They gathered at the foot of the cross
paralyzed by heartbreak and grief
as the light of the world was snuffed out
and the world became dark.
They headed for the tomb
at daybreak as the Sabbath ended
driven by the need to care for their Lord's body
and became the first witnesses
of the resurrection,
delivering unbelievable news to the disciples
and really, the world.
What I would give
to hear the story of God's love through Jesus,
told by these woman.
The women who loved deeply enough
to be there, in the midst of the suffering and hate.
Bearing witness as it turned into
the Greatest Love.
Come, listen.
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