in the quiet

      In the quiet of darkness, He rose. In the quiet of morning, He called His friend by name. And then she knew Him and herself.

“Mary Magdalene came early to the tomb . . . and saw Jesus standing there. . . . Thinking He was the gardener, she said, ‘Sir, . . .’ Jesus said to her, ‘Mary.’” John 20:1, 14-16

“So, too, each of us is waiting to be found and called by our name.” Jean Vanier