My Thoughts on this Good Friday

Fourteen months ago I became a mom. I love my son, he is a gift from God.  Nine years into our marriage we stopped trying to have a family.  Then in God's tine, not ours I was pregnant. I had a wonderfully pregnancy.

On this day of the Passion, Good Friday, I feel deep emotional pain for
 Mother Mary. How horrible it must have been for her to witness the crucifixion of her son.  Her child that she carried, birth and raised.  I don't think I would have been that brave.  

I feel a connection with my son that I have never felt with anyone. Mother Mary must have had that connection.  All a mother wants is the best for child to protect them for harm and wish them the best in life.

When I read the stations of cross I think of Jesus' pain and death.  I also see and feel Mother Mary's pain and sadness.  Tears run down my cheeks because motherhood has changed my view of many things.  I want to be the Mother that teaches by example do as I do, not as I say.  I want my son to be a man of faith, kindness and charity.


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