Mary, would you like a cup of tea while we chat?
I know you weren't at the foot of that Cross for your sake - for what mother could endure such horror? You were there for your Son's sake. Only the love of a mother could withstand such unspeakable horror so that her Child would know she was there with Him - enduring her own soul's torture for His sake.
Did you understand what it meant when you were told a sword would pierce your own soul?
How did you endure witnessing such torturous treatment of your innocent Son without your heart imploding from anger and hatred?
How did you get through such inexpressible brokenheartedness?
Did you ever have regrets in the way you raised Him or things you said or didn't say?
At what point did He switch from your Son to your Saviour? You, from mother to Disciple?
Oh, Mary, the questions I have for you...
If anyone can understand the brokenness of a mother's heart, it is you.
Mary, I do believe you would whisper to me, "Abba's Grace is sufficient to endure. His Grace overrides when nothing within self desires to go on, when grief is all-consuming, when there are more questions than answers, when anger for the brutality, betrayal, and abandonment of other human souls tries to consume you. Father's Grace is working in your life when you don't see it, feel it, understand it. For Grace means He infuses you with Himself one step at a time, one minute at a time."
More tea, Mary? For I have more questions for you.
Diane, let's save the chat and tea for a future date when we are together. We will have all Eternity to share, for I have questions for you, my sister. As women, you and I are not too much different from each other. Just as I needed Abba's Grace, so do you to endure your life's circumstances. So does all mankind. That surely is the answer. The only answer.
Because of Him and Unto Him,