I am beginning some “Mary’s soliloquies” in which I try to present Mary’s mother-heart for her son, the son who was also God’s son. I hope I give her proper honor and respect as well as showing her human role in loving this precious man, the precious promised Savior – her very own son!
My heart sang with rapture when they found him. That son of mine! He was in the temple, talking to the teachers!
I recall how it was at the beginning – when the angel came to me. What bliss! What ecstasy! What elation! I, Mary, the mother of God’s Son! The long awaited Messiah.
That was twelve years ago, and through the years the memory has faded only slightly. For twelve years I’ve waited for proof that Jesus was God’s Son! Now everybody in our caravan will know how special he is! I know some of the family has never believed me – especially not Joseph’s two cousins. Now they’ll know!
Jesus has been a very good boy – kind and gentle. But he does sometimes have trouble with his brothers and sisters. He learns well, but not miraculously – he studies a lot. He is special but nothing about him indicates he is the Son of God. I’ve hinted that he could prove his special heritage by performing a miracle; he just responds with a sad, rebuking look.
Now he has done it! Jesus, my son, astounded the rulers in the temple! Now, all the family will know Jesus is more than a regular child – more than just a son of man. He is the Son of God, the son of Mary! Now his time has come! Just wait until tomorrow…just wait!
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