Can you even imagine?

​Can you even imagine?
I’m a momma. My daughter refers to herself as a “hovering mother”. I call myself a “s-mother”.
I think to myself how unbelievably selfless Mary, mother of CHRIST was.
Her son, who is also THE SON, is hanging upon a cross. Treated no better than a mere criminal. But there is one thing though! There was no crime!
Talk about unfair! Yet, after being betrayed by HIS bud Judas. Left and denied by his friend, Peter. Mocked and tortured by onlookers.

There, in the midst, is a mom. A mom who raised a boy. A mom who kissed a forehead of a boy when he hurt. A mom who looked after and fed and raised a son. Her son but only for a wee time.

Knowing, that it would be different. Having faith that all will be well.
Yet, at the cross, she watches her son, sweating and blood dripping. Stripes of ripped and shredded skin. Being laughed at. Mocked.

Yet, She is a mom.
HE, her son.

Yet to us she hands HIM because GOD told her to.
Faith kept her warm while she watched. Cried.

And then, JESUS, breathes HIS last fleshly breath. And HE cries to HIS FATHER, My GOD, my GOD, why hast Thou forsaken Me?” (Mark 15:34)- “I thirst.” (John 19:28) and then... “It is finished.” (John 19:30)
“FATHER, into Thy hands I commend My spirit.” (Luke 23:46)
All for us. Sinners, no less. No greater love!
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And there in the midst were the tears and gentle crying of a mom who mourns and hurts for her son. The same mom that would also be saved and have life ever after in heaven all by HIS deed!
#ThankYOUJESUS ❤️

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