Dear Mama

You know I love you right? I know I don’t take much time to talk to you. I struggle sometimes. I just don’t want to take time away from your Son. He’s real special to me you know…and I just want to spend as much time with Him as I can.

In my church, my priest puts a lot of emphasis on you. He loves you so much, that sometimes he talks more about you than he does your Son. I sometimes have a hard time with that. Don’t get me wrong, you definitely should hold a place in our hearts, but sometimes I wonder if people are giving you more than Jesus. I struggle with finding that middle ground – when does it become too much?

Mama, thank you for always being there for me and with me. I know you love me as a mama does. Keep me close by while I make my way through this life…and know that I love you – even if I don’t tell you often enough.

Dear Mama

As you well know, it’s that time of year again. The time where we celebrate the birth of your beloved child. We hear the story over and over, and people often stop to ask: “did you know what God’s plans were? Did you know that one day your Son would save us all and die for us?”

I can’t help but wonder why people are asking that. You’re not God. Of course you didn’t know…it’s like asking a mother of a convicted murderer if she knew her son would grow up killing people…it’s a silly question. Only God holds all the answers, and we as humans don’t learn them until they play out in our lives.

Mama, I want so much to be like you. Your willingness to say yes to God…without much hesitation. I’m sure you were scared of what was to come. I’m sure you were anxious about how Joseph would take the news. Yet you said yes anyway…completely trusting in your faith in God…and knowing that He’d take care of it.

I want that trust. That total abandonment. I want to be able to just say yes to God without giving it a second thought, as I have so many times on this journey. I want to be able to trust God with all of my life’s struggles and events…knowing that He will take care of it all in the end.

I need more trust. I need more surrendering. I ask for your prayers in this issue. You have such a special connection with your Son…you are His mother…and I know that He wants to please His mother and that anything that you ask of Him will be granted.

Thank you for saying yes to God. Thank you for bringing us our Savior…your Son. And thank you for being an example of faith to so many. I am blessed to call you my Mama!

Dear Mama

Happy Birthday Mama!

Today is the day we celebrate your birth. Regardless of our religious affiliation we should all take a moment today, to thank you, for saying yes to God. For birthing our Savior.

And to say Happy Birthday!

I love you Mama.

Dear Mama

Today my heart is saddened. As the new school year approaches, friends are heading back to college and my youth group kids are heading back to school.

Life goes on.

The pain of detachment though, is not fun. I know that your Son is preparing me for a life with Him…detaching myself from those of this world and drawing me closer to Him…but it doesn’t make the process any easier.

Saying good bye to the college kids today, I came to realize that the next good bye that uttered between us, will be when I leave to spend my life as a bride of Christ. Driving home, still very emotional, I realized that you too went through a period of detachment. You knew your son was about to be crucified. You watched Him, be beaten and scourned, be battered and bruised…all the while knowing that in the end it was to result in His death. You had to stand by and watch it all…and wait. Wait for that moment for it all to end. And upon it’s ending, you lost a piece of yourself.

All the while submitting to the will of God.

I long for your strength. I long for your perseverance. I long for your faith.

I love you, Mama. Pray for me as I start to feel a bit of your pain…the pain of detachment.