Dear Mama Mary,
Today
marks the day, thousands
of years ago, when an angel appeared
before you,
proclaiming that God especially
chose you to conceive His son, who later became
our Saviour.
I can only
imagine you being
so young back then, younger than I am now. You were
an expectant bride to Joseph,
full of hopes and dreams for your
future together.
It might not have been written
in the scriptures but
you might had wedding jitters at that time----like all women who are about to be
married go through. What went
through your
mind in the briefest
seconds interval between the proclamation of the angel and when you
gave your wholehearted yes? In that brief seconds, did your heart
skip a beat? Did you even acknowledge a tinge
of fear and hesitation? But
those briefest-of-seconds-interval thoughts were all dimmed
by your obedience to God’s will.
God did not make
a wrong decision in choosing you among all women.
You are definitely made
of the sternest of stuffs
to have been able to bear all the hardships that go with your
acceptance of God’s will.
Today, as we commemorate the Immaculate Conception, I try to put myself in your
shoes. And judging from what I know about myself,
I am not that resilient enough
to go through what you had gone
through. I may probably
shake in fear and beg the angel
to ask the Father to give me some more time to think. I sometimes even
waver
in my faith and there are moments
when I question God’s plan. But like a lost child, I go back again and again to my Father who always
welcomes me with my
flaws and all. And that’s why you
are so deserving to be the mother of God’s child and our mother as well-----your
faith is so strong that it leaves no room for doubt.
Thank you for
being our mother Mama Mary. You love each one of us equally, but I feel that my
relationship with you
is special and personal in itself. You
have been an unfailing mediator of my prayers and a great comforter when
God has different plans
for me. And for the past two years, you
have calmed my homesick
heart and filled in my longing of home.
Please continue to guide
me Mama Mary. Help me
to grow in your love
and in your unfailing mercy.
Love,
Au
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