“Then he said to the disciple, “Here is your mother.” And from that hour the disciple took her into his own home.”
Wednesday, 19 August 2020
One of the hardest and most painful things for a parent to go through is losing a child or seeing your child die. I can only imagine how lost, sad, hurt and lonely Mary must have felt as she watched her son being tortured to death. She stayed strong for her son.
Jesus knew that his mother was heartbroken as she stood there. There was no way he could console her, so he did the best thing he could. He left his mother in the care of the disciple he loved. What does this mean? Some may ask if he were trying to fill the void his death would leave in Mary’s heart? Or was it his way of saying move on with your life? Perhaps what he was trying to convey to Mary and all of us, was that Mary is the mother of us all. Or maybe it was simply a way of saying “with people who love you around you and your faith in God, you will heal with time”.
These are words we often use to help those grieving for their loved ones. We are aware that those words often give little or no comfort at all because it is only God who can mend broken hearts.
Today as I stand on the foot of this cross, what burdens my heart? What cross am I carrying in my life? And who do I look to for comfort and guidance in my time of need? Am I an instrument of God’s compassion to others around me?