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What if you
were the mother of Jesus?
By Sharon Hopper
Every year at this time we as Christians celebrate the resurrection of
our Lord Jesus and so it is written that if we believe in the death and
resurrection that we will have everlasting life.
We hear about the crowds shouting for the freedom of Barabbas and they
put Jesus on the cross only a short time after a triumphant arrival
into Jerusalem. And I have always wondered how this could be, except
that God ordained the mission. But what of Mary? Did God tell her that
Jesus was to die and how horrible it would be.
I cannot imagine being a mother and having to watch my son, who never
did any wrong, having to endure such a death. Mary must have suffered
in a wretched way as they journeyed up the hill to place of death. No
matter what Jesus said to her it would not comfort me if I were his
mother. And to think that she had to endure the nailing of his hands
and feet to the cross and being jolted into the ground. Her pain must
have been unbearable.
I just cannot imagine what a mother could possibly feel except total
pain and hatred for a world that would do such a thing to my son. And
yet Jesus took the time to tell his mother that everything would be
alright. I wonder if at that moment she believed him? She knew of the
many miracles that Jesus performed in his ministry here on earth, but
did she really believe that he would raise from the grave and actually
walk among his followers once again?
I rather think that she thought like any mother that her son had been
murdered and that she would never see him again. I think that she would
have felt great disdain for his followers because they could not save
his life. She was the mother of God. She had raised him, cared for him,
and worried for him like any other mother of a family. Yet her son was
totally different. I am sure that as a child she watched him play with
other children, possibly had a scuffle with his brothers as brothers
do, but all in all she watched him become a man. A man who was
different, and a man who set an example of love and service for the
world to follow. A man who taught the world humility, forgiveness, and
caring for others as a way of life. And yet she watched him die in the
worst kind of way, just like a murdering criminal. Mary had to have a
broken heart. I can all but imagine her joy and shock that day with the
stone was rolled away and her beloved son called her name. What joy,
and what testimony to the fact that she truly was the mother of God.
We do not hear about Mary after the ascension of Jesus into the Hands
of God. However, my imagination tells me that Jesus must have lovingly
lifted his mother into heaven and she was given her rightful place in
the house of God.
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