She still bore the heart-rending grief of watching Him suffer the horrendous and bloody death by crucifixion.  Then, the almost overwhelming sense of loss.  And now, early on that first day of the week, she stood and stared in disbelief at the empty tomb, wondering why someone would have moved the corpse.  And who?  It was too much.  She stood there, and all Mary Magdalene could do was weep.  Her shoulders convulsed with the sobbing.  She didn’t care who heard the wailing cry.  Mary was overcome, because, in her own words, “They have taken away my Lord.”  She turned to leave, her eyes blinded by the tears, and her heart clouded by the grief and confusion.  She reached out to the only one she saw nearby.  He was only the caretaker of these grounds, but maybe he would know something.  Grasping at straws, she begged for any information he might have concerning the missing body of her Lord.  And then one word changed everything.  I mean everything!  The “gardener” called her name.  “Mary.”  In an instant, the dark cavern of despair burst into joyous light.  She threw herself at His feet as she, too, could only utter one word.  “Master.”  At this point the Scripture draws a silent curtain on the scene, except to say that Mary was instructed to go and share the message with the disciples.  We can only imagine how she then felt.  How the slow, dreadful steps that took her to the tomb turned into almost weightless leaps of joy returning to the city.  The burden was lifted!  The grief was gone!  Perhaps tears were still there, but now they were tears of rejoicing instead of sadness.  When Jesus called her name, she knew He was alive.  He was there.  And He cared.  So on this Resurrection Sunday, listen.  Listen for your name in the midst of your grief.  Listen for your name in the midst of your confusion.  Listen for your name in the midst of your doubt.  Listen.  Listen.  Your Lord is alive, and He knows your name.  Can you hear it?  He hasn’t left you.  No one has, and no one can, steal His presence.  Fall at His feet and proclaim Him Master.  Yes, all Mary Magdalene heard was that one word, her name.  But it was enough.  It will be enough for you, too.