Today is the feast of Mary Magdalene.
Mary stood at the tomb. No sign of Jesus so she speaks to this man whom she thinks may be the gardener.
No, he's no gardener. She is talking to Jesus.
Isn't it really the most extraordinary thing in the world to say that word resurrection.
We rattle it off in all sorts of places and at all sorts of occasions and it doesn't cost us a thought.
It is 'extra-ordinary'. Surely it's the engine of our faith and isn't it odd that there is so little discussion about it. And all the other 'religious' issues we get so worked up about.
David says: "My soul thirsts for the living God; when shall I come and behold the face of God."
What at all is resurrection? Best of all to say nothing? Surely not?