They returned, wondering greatly, to bring the news to all the Apostles. But Saint Mary Magdalen would not be drawn away from the sepulchre. Now, as she stood there weeping for Jesus, she stooped down and looked once again into the sepulchre. And she saw two angels in white, sitting, one at the head, and one at the feet, where the body of Jesus had been laid. But the brightness of the garments, and the way an angel can illuminate himself in flesh so as to dazzle one's eyes, could not take from Saint Mary Magalen the remembrance of the poor face of Jesus, covered with spittle and blood.
Love has a way of clinging to where it has most given itself.
From that moment on Calvary, Saint Mary Magdalen was given to what was beyond the earth, to the Jesus who had gone from her, as she believed, into eternity. She was to be henceforth crucified to the world, in which she must live without Him. When she had said this, she turned back, and beheld Jesus, standing beside her. But she did not know it was Jesus. It is impossible to utter into the ears of the resurrected Jesus any appeal more touching than that.