When my son was first born, I remember being afraid of hurting him. He was so little, helpless, and needy. My movements with him were very gentle and slow, laying him down to sleep, or walking from one room to the next, cradling his head so not to strain his neck, and watching every step I took so not to trip and jostle him. As a parent the desire to protect your child never ceases.
On this Good Friday the scripture that stood out to me was John 19:25-27
Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to her, “Woman,[b] here is your son,” and to the disciple, “Here is your mother.” From that time on, this disciple took her into his home.
Not only did Mary have to witness her son being beaten with a flail, dragging his own cross up to Golgotha, and then hung on it to die. How heavy was her heart, how many times did she think take me instead of him? Jesus felt her heartbreak and sorrow. In the midst of His greatest weakness and pain, He gently said to her, John is now your son and will love and care for you as I would.
I pray you can reflect during this Holy weekend, not only the great sacrifice Jesus gave for our salvation and redemption, but the sacrifice His mother made by being obedient to God’s call. To carry, love, raise, and send out into the world a son that she would ultimately give up for the rest of us to live.