Do Not Cling to Me
Updated: Oct 17, 2022
September 16, 2022
Jesus told Mary, when she recognized Him resurrected, “Do not cling to me, for I have not yet ascended to my Father.” I’ve often wondered how she could not cling to Him, seeing Him resurrected just two days after witnessing the horrifying spectacle that snuffed out His life, the life of her beloved Teacher. What excitement and joy she must have felt in seeing Him again. How difficult it would be to let go of Him in that moment.
Then I read of the Lamb who appears as if slain, but who is alive, in Revelation 5. The Lamb with seven horns and seven eyes, holding the seven stars in His hand. And I wonder if His robe still smells like frankincense and myrrh – if His feet still smell like spikenard – as He walks among the seven golden candlesticks.
And then I see Him, the Rider on a white horse in a blood-stained robe, the King of kings and the Lord of lords with the armies of heaven arrayed in fine linen behind Him. And it is then that I know that all is well, because every wrong thing will be set to right at the coming of the Amen, the faithful and true Witness who comes to judge and make war in righteousness, for He holds the keys to Death and Hades, and what He opens none will shut, and what He shuts none will open.
And this is why I do not cling to Him in His resurrected state – much less His crucified state, though I will never forget what He did for me. I cling to Him in His ascended state, for that is where my hope lies, and the hope of the world. Jesus told Mary, “Do not cling to me . . . but go and tell my brothers . . .” He told His disciples, "Go and make disciples. . ." Go, therefore, Mary. Tell the world of the hope that you cling to.