Motherly Lenten Ponderings

...And he[Simeon] came in the Spirit into the temple, and when the parents brought in the child Jesus, to do for him according to the custom of the Law, he took him up in his arms and blessed God and said,
“Lord, now you are letting your servant depart in peace, according to your word; for my eyes have seen your salvation that you have prepared in the presence of all peoples, a light for revelation to the Gentiles, and for glory to your people Israel.”
And his father and his mother marveled at what was said about him. And Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother, “Behold, this child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel, and for a sign that is opposed (and a sword will pierce through your own soul also), so that thoughts from many hearts may be revealed.” Luke 2:27-35 (ESV)

Father, I want to marvel at what is said of Jesus in your Word just as Mary and Joseph marveled at Simeon's declaration.  Did they understand what it meant?  Sometimes I do not understand your words, Lord.  Don't ever let that keep me from studying and meditating upon the life-giving bread you've provided.

I think of Mary and the words that Simeon prophesied over her infant babe – opposition and a sword.  I wonder if she knew the pain that lay in store for her--no-- Your son.  If she realized he came to save even her from her heart of stone?  If the hope of salvation helped her keep pressing on?  Just as in the pain of childbirth, the hope of holding a new life gives strength to continue in labor.

As I sit here with a nursing baby boy in my lap, it seems unfathomable that Mary knew what was in store for the baby she nursed.  How did she not live in constant fear of what was coming for her son?  Was it the hope of new life, salvation, redemption?  She showed complete trust that God is good no matter what circumstances or her future looked like.  

As I look at my son's sweet face, I feel panic bubble up in my heart at the thought of him enduring hardships much less than my precious Savior faced.  Fear has no place at Your feet.  Father, give me a trust like Mary's.

These children you have entrusted to me are not mine, they are Yours.  Only you know what is in store for their lives, for you wrote their stories before the foundations of the earth.  Let my eyes not waver from Your marvelous face, even when those I love struggle through pain, heartache and opposition.

I will trust in and pray for Your promises, just as Mary did in a song of praise to You:  

•    Mercy for those who fear Him
•    Filling us with good things
•    A strong arm to lift us up


See You In The Round,
Jenn


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