By the time Mary Magdalene gets to the tomb, Peter and the Beloved Disciple are gone.
She's alone again. She's been pretty much alone since Friday night.
She starts to cry. Not sobbing like on Friday night. Just crying.
The occasional passer-by (the town is gradually coming alive) doesn't pay much attention. You expect to see people crying in a cemetery. Mary doesn't care anyway. She lets the tears roll down her cheeks.
After a while, it dawns on her that she hasn't yet looked inside the tomb. So she bends down and looks in.
There are two "people" in there.
They're not your average people. They're other-worldly. But they're not ghoulish. The look on their faces is friendly.
You look in and see them too. And you have a sense of a world that is wider, deeper than the everyday world. You realize that there's more to the "real" world than what you can see and touch. It's all around you, and you are connect with it.
You ask Mary what she thinks of all this.
- Little White Book, Diocese of Saginaw