None of us can ever imagine the pain, shame and agony that Jesus endured upon the cross. Jesus demonstrated his great love for all by voluntarily laying down his life.
Being a mother of sons, I can only identify to a small degree with the agony Mary must have had for her son.
Seeing my own son portraying Jesus in a pageant is almost more than I can bear. Long before Lane came down that aisle, I could hear the Roman soldiers shouting. I heard the snap of the whips as they popped against Lane’s back. Those whips caused bruises that took weeks to go away.
By the time the soldiers and Lane passed where I sat, Lane fell down again and again. The painted bloodstains ran down his face from under the crown of thorns. The stains covered his body.
A little child from the audience shouted, “Don’t do that to Jesus!” I heard another child in front of me say, “Don’t cry, Mommy!”
I myself wanted to scream, “Stop it! Stop it! That’s my son!”
It was too real, and I can’t even write about it without tears.
By this time I cried out loud and wailed. It wasn’t possible for me to keep it in any longer. Finally the pageant ended. I experienced the depth of emotions, and I felt drained.
I think of Mary every Mother’s Day. In the innermost places of her heart, the pain had to be indescribable, wrenching and unbearable. Imagine her agony as she looks at her son dying on the cross.
Don’t you know that she too wanted to say, “Stop it! Stop it! That’s my Son! I gave him birth. I rocked him tenderly. I was there when he skinned his knees. I removed the splinters from his fingers. I washed the sawdust from his clothes. I cooked his favorite food. I watched him grow. He’s my Son! Don’t do this to him!”
I am touched by Jesus’ love for his earthly mother. During the most horrible pain mankind can ever know, Jesus looked down from the cross and saw his mother.
“When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, ‘Dear woman, here is your son,’ and to the disciple, ‘Here is your mother.’ From that time on, this disciple took her into his home” (John 19:26 NIV).
Seeing Jesus die on the cross had to be a terrible and sorrowful day for Mary. I’m sure Mary pondered in her heart that it had to be. Jesus’ death on the cross was mankind’s only hope. Jesus was Mary’s son who became her savior too. What a wonderful Mother’s Day Mary had when her spirit was finally reunited with Jesus.
The fact is that Jesus is coming again, and for those who are in Christ Jesus, mothers everywhere will see their children. They will never have to say good-bye. Think of it. The first 10,000 years, mothers will have just begun being with their children again.
Because of Jesus, that will be the best Mother’s Day of all.