Reality

As I sit here in reflection, I journey back to Mary’s story and how so much of it relates to our story. As I read about the original Christmas cast, I feel a bond and connection with those who were there on that wondrous, crystal clear night so long ago. I reflect
on the mother of our Savior and her reality. I regret not putting a face to her story that I have read so often but not truly deeply considered. Her reality was at best a monumental challenge and yet the grace of God was an ever present mantle wrapped
around her. The Lord’s grace was always there. His strength compensating for her weakness and His love reassuring her that everything would be alright, Mary’s story doesn’t end in Luke 2. It continues all the way to the cross and beyond. There would be
much more reality to deal with and endure. In the end, as she watched her Son suffer and die on the cross, I can only imagine the reflection of her soul, remembering back to the words of Simeon and the prophetess Anna as she and Joseph dedicated their Son at the temple. I can only imagine the barrage of memories that flooded her soul as she watched her Son bare her sin and the sin of the whole world. Reality at times must have hit her square in the face and often as she journeyed with her Son through life.
But this morning, if she could be here, I’m sure that she would say, “It was worth it, I’m blessed because of it, grace was with me through it, and today all is well with my soul.”
Christmas Blessings,
PK