For our Relief Society Christmas social we had a program that I loved being a part of. It was called Followers of Christ and 5 sisters were asked to portray different women who were followers of Christ. There was Mary the mother of Jesus, the woman at the well, Mary Magdalene, Sarah from Nauvoo, and Julie Beck. We were just to share 3 minutes in first person about the woman and her testimony of Christ. It was a powerful evening and a very different way for me to study a woman in the scriptures. I was asked to portray Mary Magdalene. At first I thought there just wasn't much information but with the help of Jesus the Christ by Elder Talmage it all came together. I'd like to share my thoughts here so that I can keep track of them. Read this as if you are the one portraying Mary. It is a blessing to think and feel in an effort to better understand.
I am Mary. I come from a place on the western shore of Galilee called Magdala. I am referred to as Mary Magdalene. I am one of many who were healed by Jesus. I had suffered physically and mentally. Jesus cast out seven devils from me. I know it was by the power of God that I was healed. I became a follower of Jesus. I had the privilege of traveling with him and his apostles as he went through every city and village, preaching and shewing the glad tidings of the kingdom of God. Joanna, Susanna, and I as well as other women ministered unto him of our substance. I saw him healing the sick. I heard him teaching the people. My testimony grew as did my love for him. I recognized him as Christ. I, like you, was lived in a fullness of times.
He was arrested and condemned on spurious charges, convicted to satisfy a mob and sentenced to die on Calvary’s cross. Pilate would have let him go but the chief priests and elders had convinced the people to let Barabbas go. The people cried “Crucify him”, “His blood be upon us and are children”. They did not understand. I was there when he was crucified. I watched from afar at first but found myself at the cross with his mother Mary. Jesus, my Lord, was crucified. He called out to his Father. He, who was living water, thirsted and then he gave up the ghost. As the Sabbath approached I watched as he was quickly laid in a borrowed tomb and a stone was rolled across the entrance.
After the Sabbath several sisters and I hurried towards the tomb bringing ointments and spices to anoint the body. We wondered who might move the stone for us. As we arrived we found the stone had been rolled away. We looked inside and were frightened to find a young man in white who said “Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified. He is not here: for he is risen, as he said.” Jesus was gone. We carried word to the disciples. I told Peter and John “They have taken away the Lord out of the sepulcher, and we know not where they have laid him.” I had not comprehended the words “He is risen”. Peter and John ran to the tomb. I followed them. I waited outside weeping as they also saw that the tomb was empty. They left but I was filled with grief. I looked in the tomb again and saw two personages. They asked me “Woman, why weepest thou?” I told them “Because they have taken away my Lord, and I know not where they have laid him”. All that was left of my Lord was now gone. I became aware of someone else who I thought must be the gardener. He also asked “Woman, why weepest thou? Whom seekest thou?” Thinking he might have information I answered “Sir, if though have borne him hence, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away.” It was then that I heard that familiar, tender voice, filled with love say Mary. I went from despair to joy. Rabboni! I wanted to rush to him. It was my Lord. He asked me not to touch him. He had not yet ascended to his father. He asked me to go to his brethren. Some of the other sisters also visited the tomb and were returning to Galilee when they, too, saw Jesus. We all brought word to the disciples. We told them the wonderful story of our experiences. They were skeptical and hesitated to believe. I knew I could trust the words of the angel which had proclaimed he is not here, for he is risen. I had both seen Him and heard His voice. They would come to know too. My Lord Jesus Christ has fulfilled every promise. He lives. His was a great vicarious gift in behalf of all who will ever live upon the earth. He loves me and he loves each of you.
It was fun to imagine some of the things Mary may have experienced. Learning that she traveled with Jesus and his apostles and ministered unto them reminds me of our modern day Relief Society sisters and the many things they do as disciples of Christ. Relief Society is part of the restoration of all things and since THE fullness of times was when Christ was on the earth organizing his church I think it is safe to suppose that it was the Relief society that was ministering, following Christ, and preparing his body for burial. It will be an amazing time when I can meet these great sisters in the gospel that lived during this fullness of times.