A Mother's love for Jesus

A Time to reflect

Today is Good Friday. Unlike most days it a day which comes around annually and reminds Christians and persons who believe in Jesus Christ, that he lived and died for us.

Last Sunday I attended a show produced by a church I attend. The youths gave a wonderful moving enactment of the loss felt by those around Jesus when he died. I was moved to tears by the way the girl in the role of Mary- Jesus's mother acted. It was gut wrenching. For the first time in my 47 years I was able to connect with the pain of the mother of Jesus. It was painful.

When a mother loses a child the pain would be indescribable. I have an inkling, from a time when I thought my first born son was dead in an accident. There was that moment when I cried out ,"Lord, please I will give anything, just don't take my son, please let him be alive." There was also another occasion when my second son had major surgery and almost died right after. For days, I prayed and cried out for the Lord to step in and save him. His life was spared, but those moments of gut-filled anguish are indescribable. Mary lost her son. He died in the most inhuman and pain-filled way. A mother would take that for her child any day.

Mary lost her son and the world's people gained an opportunity for salvation. Was it a fair trade? Have you ever thought of what Jesus did for you and me?

In John 10:10 of the holy bible (King James Version) Jesus says, "The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly."

If you are reflecting at this time and desire to have Jesus in your heart and released in your soul, tell him. That is a good place to start. If you are in a relationship with our Lord and Savior that is also awesome. I remember hearing these words many years ago and accepting Jesus into my life by opening up my heart, John 3:16, " For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him, should not perish but have everlasting life."

The significance of a father, The Holy Father and creator of this earth giving up his son's life to save others is too big a sacrifice to ignore. I am glad I accepted Jesus in my life. My walk on this earth is easier, and my burdens and lighter because he is always with me. Whenever I stumble He picks me up and sets me steadfastly on solid ground. In my sadness I can praise Jesus. In joyous times I will praise Him. In all 'times' I will praise Him!

Today I say Thank You Jesus. Thank You Mary for being his mother and Thank God that no sacrifice was too big, to give me redemption and a chance at salvation. This is Love!

Have a Holy Reflective Easter weekend.

God Bless You all.

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Special mention and credit to: The New Testament Church Of God, ( Youth Group and Choir Ministries ) Montrose Chaguanas. Trinidad W.I. for being a source of inspiration for this message.

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