A Mama’s Hope

Taken In Ireland by my sister, Renae ~

Taken In Ireland by my sister, Renae ~

Good Friday.  I really never understood why it was called “good”.  I’ve read the account repeatedly.  I could understand Easter being called “Good Sunday”.  But Friday was a horrific day for Jesus.  For those that loved Him.  For His mama.

When I ponder on the heartache I have held for my own children, I cannot begin to  imagine Mary’s.  Illness.  Struggles. Disappointment.  Mistakes.  A mama wants to fix these things for her children, no matter their age.  The hardest place is when you come to the realization that you have no power to change a circumstance.  Were the many prayers sent up for this child all in vain?

And then I reflect upon Mary.  She had no power.  No prayer left.  Her heart exposed.  I cannot help but wonder, when her eyes met His eyes that day, did she know?  Did she know through the tears, the blood, and His broken body, that He would save the world?  Did that tiny speck of hope still lie somewhere deep within her aching soul?

She was a mama.  Mama’s always have hope for their babies.   And somehow, I think she knew….

Sunday’s on its way. ♥

(In reflecting on Good Friday, I was taken back to this post that I wrote last year, and decided to repost it.  When I relate my feelings for my own children to even a smidge of what Mary might have gone through…..it brings it home….it makes it real.  I needed to make it real.  ♥)

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34 Responses to A Mama’s Hope

  1. That is one of the most beautiful pieces, your writing is just fantastic.

  2. bulldog says:

    This is absolutely brilliant… I have never thought of Mary’s anguish… how it must have been for her… thank you opening my eyes to another angle of the whole of Easter… but I wonder if she did not know that this had to happen, a mother and son have conversations many fathers are not privy to… I wonder if he did not warn his mother… even still it would have been a terrible ordeal even if forewarned…

  3. Having lost a grown child to death, I like you cannot fathom the pain Mary went through, to see her Son hanging by his hands on a cross with a crown of thorns cutting into His head…to this day I cry every time I think of His suffering add hers as His mother it is enough to rip your heart out of your chest . thank you so much for this beautiful well written piece and the love and compassion behind the writing of it.

  4. What a beautiful reflection. I sure hope she knew. 🙂

  5. Patty B says:

    I have often wondered about Mary’s pain and anguish, but I never thought about that it must have been a comfort to her knowing Sunday is coming….but I will still never knew how she endured watching Him suffer even knowing who He is.

  6. viveka says:

    Everyday around the world … does mothers lose their children by many reasons … mostly by sickness … by hunger … or war. I wonder who many of us .. think about their lost. I read about a Swedish mother … she lost 3 of her children in the tsunami while being on holiday … I wonder how can a mother survive such a lost. Because to lose a child must be the worst that can happen to a mother and a father …, because fathers lose their children too.

  7. Jeannette from the CA coast says:

    Beautiful piece Paula:) I can only imagine that God gave her the strength to endure it,,,just as He gives us all the strength to endure tragedies and losses in our lives. I would not want to face them without my faith in Him! Be blessed this Easter…He is Risen!

  8. artsifrtsy says:

    Lovely. I’m confident she did know. She knew the miracle of her son’s birth, she knew in Cana, she watched it all from his first breath to his last. I don’t think that made it hurt less, but I think she knew Sunday was on the way.

  9. Thank you for reposting, this was beautiful! Happy Easter, may your family be blessed and have a great day together. (I bought some peeps to maybe start a tradition with my own little boys! thanks for that too!)
    Love you guys and miss you!

  10. Reblogged this on Through The Lens and commented:
    Reflect on this today. Happy Easter

  11. ly says:

    Beautifully said.

  12. I’m sorry I missed this at Easter, but am glad to read it now. What a wonderful post, Paula.

    I, too, have pondered her pain, but I have always believed she knew. She, of course knew how He was conceived, and I always remember the story of Jesus as a child. They were on a journey, and as they were homeward bound, on the first night, they realized He was not in the caravan. Mary and Joseph had to go back to look for him and eventually found him in the Temple. He told them he was about his Father’s business. So, yes, I do believe she knew, but I doubt it lessened the pain one smidgen on that Good Friday.

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