Sunday, January 15, 2017
What a mother treasures
But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.
Then he went down to Nazareth with them and was obedient to them. But his mother treasured all these things in her heart. Luke 2:51 (New International Version)
My son, my firstborn, will turn 31 years old next week. I remember the night I went into labor with him and the early morning hour when he was born. I remember rocking him in his grandmother’s rocking chair in his bedroom. He was a good baby and didn’t need much rocking. I’m the one who needed that time to just hold him and study his tiny round face.
Babies grow up way too fast. Before a mother knows it, they are walking and talking and spending part of the summer with his grandparents, 1200 miles away. He doesn’t remember that summer, but his grandma still does.
Yup, before a mother knows it, her baby is off to kindergarten and in a blink of the eye, he is graduating from high school. In all those years, the moments to be treasured add up like the stars in the sky.
What moments did Mary treasure? And could she imagine the pain she would experience when her Son was in His thirties?
Lord, God, Heavenly Father, thank You for sending Your one and only Son to live life her with us and to suffer and die for us so that we may know eternal life. Amen.