As I read today’s devotional about Good Friday and recounted the story of Jesus’ suffering and death, my heart turned to Mary and the grief she must have felt as her Son hung on the cross.
Earlier this week, my sweet four year old daughter Ellie fell and busted her chin wide open. As soon as I heard the word “stitches” come out of the doctor’s mouth, I immediately texted Chris and begged him to come help. I knew I couldn’t do it on my own.
I fully expected that Ellie would be crying, but what I didn’t anticipate were tears that streamed down my face. Having to hold my child down, with the help of my husband and two nurses, was the hardest thing I’ve ever done as a parent. Hearing her scream as she cried, “NOOOOOO!” at the top of her lungs in such pain was excruciating to my heart. I had to turn my head away as the tears poured down my cheeks so she wouldn’t see me cry. Seeing my child terrified and suffering was heartbreaking.
The last thing I wanted was for my daughter to be in pain, but I knew what had to be done. I knew she had to endure the pain so that healing could happen.
I can’t even begin to imagine what Mary was going through as she watched her Son hanging on the cross in pain for three dark hours. I can’t even imagine how heavy her heart must have been as her ears were filled with the sound of her Son gasping for breath while people around her mocked Him.
Mary, a mother who had witnessed her Son’s first precious breath, would now hear Him breathe His last.
Mary, a mother who was once filled with joy by the sound of her baby’s giggles and coos, now had to stand and hear Him suffer in pain.
The last thing she wanted was for her Son to be in pain, but she knew it had to be done. She knew He had to endure the pain so that healing could happen. She watched her Son suffer not to heal himself, but to heal the world.
It was a sacrifice for God to send His only Son to earth. It was a sacrifice for Jesus to give His life. And oh what a sacrifice it was for His mother to witness every parents’ worst nightmare happening right in front of her face knowing she couldn’t do anything to stop it.
Just as we know that we will never face anything that Jesus didn’t walk through Himself, I believe that we will never face any struggle in motherhood that Mary didn’t endure as the mother of the Savior of the world.
God, Thank you for not only giving us an example of what true love and sacrifice looks like in the life of Jesus, but for also giving us the most beautiful example of A Mother’s Love through your precious daughter, Mary. Amen