I can't believe I spent the first half of my Christian journey without a relationship with my Heavenly Mother, Mary. Particularly when I reflect upon our relationship now and the love I feel from and with her.
This time of year, almost all Christians have a statue of her in their homes. I wish they knew the love of this amazing woman in all the other months of the year and kept, both she and the Good Saint Joseph in their homes as reminders to love Jesus, and to be good parents. I wish so much they knew her. She would never ever detract from her Son. She existed and devoted her entire life to Him. She leads us to Him, that is all she does, all she is.
Mary is the first person who knew who He was. Mary was the first disciple. Mary loved Him more than any other person who has ever existed, and who will ever exist, ever could, because she was His Mother.
I cannot think of the birth story without the Easter Story. I cannot because I see the the birth through Mary's eyes.
That popular song (which I don't care for - sorry) about Mary, did you know... um, yeah she knew. Did she know the exact how, the when, the specific why? No. But there is no doubt that she knew too well what awaited her Son. It began for her when an angel visited her and when her betrothed came with his own visitation. She knew who He was. It continued when she met her cousin Elizabeth and then she surely knew when she was only a few days post-partum, after having traveled so far to deliver in an outbuilding. She knew when he was 8 days old and Simeon told her what He was destined to do, and that He was the Messiah. She knew on the 12th days when the Magi arrived and told her that Herod was going to murder all the children under two in attempt to end Him. Yeah, she knew. She knew when he was teaching in the Temple as a child. She knew as she asked Him at Cana to begin His ministry, she knew who He was.
Remember the story of the woman who touched His robe and was healed? What do you think the impact of his body growing within your womb might have on you? Her blood flowed through his veins. He looked like her, he had only her DNA. She was chosen by God. It was Mary, or no one. She had the lineage. It was the appointed time and she said, "yes." She knew.
Oh I love her, for saying yes. She was the Ark of the New Covenant. I love her because He loved her. With all the love of a Son. With all the love of a Father. With all the love that the knowledge of His own fate would mean to her. Think of the compassion and love He had for her as He walked that walk?
In our relationship I relate to her as a mother. He was her son, her baby, and He was her God. How did she manage those two great loves? I struggle with them myself. Do I love God more than my children? She didn't have to chose, but she had to give Him up to suffering. How do you sacrifice your Son for the sake of the world? Christians who do not know her before or during Christ's life, know little about her after.
Where do you think the stories in the bible came from about His birth? Who else was there? Cana? Who remained at the Cross within Him? She was one of three. Who followed Him at every step as He walked carrying that Cross to Calvary? It was her. Mary loved her Son, the way I love my children. Sometimes I think my love for my children is really supernatural. The connection that I feel with them, is as real to me as air. I know Mary felt that devotion and love for Jesus as mother, as disciple. She gets me. She gets the love of a mother like no one else.
I know the disciples knew how special she was to Jesus. I know they loved her, respected her, honored her. I mean, imagine the Apostles or the His disciples uttering a dishonorable breath in her direction, His mother... didn't happen. It would have been a sin for Christ to not honor His mother, and He was without sin. Is it weird for Christ to honor someone? No. it's His Mother. And before you mention where He called her "woman" at Cana. It's a biblical reference to her as the New Eve. Eve brought the fall into the world and Mary brought redemption, He was referencing the New beginning which would start with this miracle she requested. Typology is a wonderful study and shines magnificent light on salvation history.
How did she do it? How did she let her Son go. How great is her Heart?
I am following a family on social media as their precious, beloved child is living his last days in his battle with cancer. I try to lift them up their infinite sorrow. I think of this mother daily. I pray for her. I ask Mary to pray for her and comfort her. Only mothers who have experienced this loss can know her suffering, and Mary knows.
Mary dedicated her entire life to Jesus. If you ever want to have theological discussion about whether she had other children I would be happy to share why I believe what the Church without wavering for 2000 years has always taught. What most Christians on the planet believe, she didn't. Jesus was her whole life. She lived under the care of the Apostle John until her death.
Christmas gives us so many marvelous moments to reflect upon. So much joy, peace, hope. My focus is not only on Mary of course, but it pleases Jesus that I love His mom too. It pleases Him that I get her and I think of her as my mother too. After all some of his last words on earth were about her, giving her to John to care for and to all of us to love.
The birth story is only the beginning of the Greatest Story Ever Told. As a woman, I hear it with the ears of Mary. Oh how I hope to love my children as she loved her Son. How I hope to have the faith of Mary. It's okay, it really is okay, to have a little Mary, with your Merry Christmas. God Bless.