Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day from Olivia and I❤️

I was reminded of this picture today, and my visit to the Cathedral of St. Paul while Olivia was in the hospital this winter. I stood before this.....mesmerized by the beauty.....and snapped a photo with my phone. A powerful image of THE Mother/Child.

Reproduction of Michelangelo's Pieta at Cathedral of St. Paul

For those not familiar......this is a reproduction of Michelangelo's Pieta sculpture depicting the Virgin Mary cradling her dead son's body, Christ Jesus, after He was removed from the cross on that fateful day.

So many feelings/emotions and lessons hit me with this visit. Not one mother I know can completely identify with the pain she must have endured. As I gazed at her downtrodden face, age-old truths soothed my own grieving heart, which still resided at a local hospital bed just a few miles away.

A mother loves, yes. But more importantly, a mother endures......she sacrifices......she suffers with her baby, no matter the age.......and at some point, she learns to believe in the Sovereignty of her situation......even when it stings. 

I am thinking of all mothers today, but I'm especially thinking of those kindred spirits who have had to become warriors for their children......for those who have had to cradle them while they are having seizures.....praying for them to just stop. To all those mothers who are wrestling with sick children and beating themselves up for making that common decision to vaccinate, only to end up with a child that sits in the corner stimming all day....or banging their head on the wall.....or screaming that familiar high pitched scream......or...... (insert a child's individual heartbreaking symptom). 

I'm thinking of these Momma's and their breaking hearts and I humbly point them upward to the only Hero.....Mary's Son.....the only One who can truly save them and gracefully pull from their hands the responsibility to save. Only He can.

I tried to be the hero for a day

But all my superpowers failed to save

So I turned in my ego and my cape

I was made to fly but not this way

It all starts with breathing You in

Breathing You in deeply

I've been drowning under my skin

No one but You can save me

My weakness is my honor not my shame

Leaning is my portion not my pain

I was frantic till You changed the pace

You won't give me more than I can take

You're my hero
You're the only One
Who is strong enough
You're my hero
You always pick me up
Before I self-destruct (Save Me Steffany Gretzinger)

xo