MY SON - Thoughts on how Mary must have felt.

Thinking back on how it all began, it seems so long ago,

I was so young, just sixteen years.  How quickly by years go.

One night the angel Gabriel spoke words that seemed so odd;

He said I’d conceive and bear a Son, for I had found favor with God.

I was amazed, bewildered and said, “How can this be?”

He said the Holy Spirit would overshadow me.

I said, “Father, I’m so unworthy, just a handmaid of the Lord,

But I’ll obey, yes, let it be according to your Word.”

I don’t know why the Lord chose me, it makes me shiver still;

But even then I knew enough to just obey His will.

 

We had to travel to Bethlehem at the time the child was due.

The night we arrived in the little town the prophecy came true.

The inns were full but we managed to find a stable in which to stay.

So I set clean cloths to make a bed in a troth we filled with hay.

And on that night I bore God’s Son - Oh, what a precious boy!

Already with eyes full of wisdom, He became my deepest joy.

As Jesus grew there never was a time when he was bad.

I never had the problems that the other mothers had.

When I felt discouraged, He always seemed to know.

I knew the time was coming when my Son would have to go,

But I had no way of knowing His impending agony.

Not even in horrible nightmares was my Son - nailed to a tree.

They had no case against Him.  They paid witnesses to lie.

When Pilot offered Him freedom, the crowd screamed for Him to die.

And so they ripped at my Son’s flesh with ruthless whips that tore.

That body I had nurtured, they battered o’re and o’re.

They hated Him and spat and pulled out handfuls of His hair.

But through that wretched torture, He loved all the people there.

See - He knew inside that vicious crowd was never going to win.

And as was written, in three day’s time my Jesus - rose again.

And finally I understood the sacrifice He made.

We’re free from sin; the penalty of death is finally paid!

 

If you my friend have ever had a child of your own,

Perhaps you’ve had an inkling of the pain that I have known.

For you in future ages, whom I have never met,

I beg you to accept my Son for He has paid your debt.

And now He rules from heaven and we His glory share.

My friend, accept His precious gift -

We’d love to see you there!