Women Loving Jesus

...these are women who never let their lowly status in society hinder their passion for Him.

They broke all the rules just to be close to Him.

Even as He faced death, they wanted more of Him. And so here they are, at the point of His death, still wanting more of Him....

On Friday Morning, as He carried the burden of death upon himself on His way to Calvary...the Women who loved Him were not in their kitchens preparing breakfast for their unbelieving husbands. They were on the way to calvary, wailing for another man, a man named "a criminal" by those who rejected Him. The Women who loved Him never stopped wailing and mourning...for His departure tore them apart. Seeing their teacher, their strength, their comforter and warrior leave them was deep-felt pain. Who else would speak words of life into them? Who else would make them feel safe and secure like Jesus? Who else would love them purely without enticing them into sin? Yes, the one man who was different from all they had met was on His way to death...but that didn't stop them from loving Him and following Him. Down to the foot of the cross they stood...until His final breath they looked up to Him.

Among those who wailed and mourned, was a Woman called Mary...who had borne many burdens concerning Jesus. Even from the day He was conceived...her life broke all the rules. And even though that Jesus had come to die, she hadn't had enough of Him. So, down there....at the foot of the cross....at the feet of His son Jesus...she knelt. Just one more word from his mouth would set her free. So she waited...she waited. Jesus spoke His first final words...they were not to her....but to God. She waited...then Jesus spoke His second final words....still, they were not her...but they were to some criminal on the cross. She waited still...and the third time...she received a word from the Lord. Just that word...no matter how small....she waited on it at the foot of the cross.

As the Lord took His final breath and darkness covered the earth...the Women stood still. Even as people ran away in fear...the Women remained. They stood there as if Jesus would still open His loving eyes and feed their souls with words of life. They hadn't had enough of Jesus.

Even when the good Joseph of Aramathia took Jesus' body for burial, the women went along. They had no task to do...but to watch and see where their savior was laid. Still, they hadn't had enough.

As Sabbath approached, they were not preparing food for the sabbath...they prepared spices for the Lord's body. And after the Sabbath...instead of doing everything else...they woke up early, took their spices and ran to the tomb.

And because they troubled themselves for Jesus...because they never let His death put an end to their passion for Him...because they never let fear hinder their love for Him....they were indeed the first to know and believe that Jesus had risen!!! hallelujah!!!

*****to be contunued*******