Easter morning has dawned. The sadness and sorrow of Good Friday and Easter Saturday have been replaced by the joy of an empty tomb and the Risen Lord. For some, Good Friday and Easter Saturday are quiet and reflective. For others, they try not to think of what happened on those days, and look only to the promise today brings of Everlasting Life. For me, all of those thoughts combine in my mind and heart. However, during Holy Week, I also tend to reflect on Mary's faith.
We don't know when or how her dear Joseph died. We only know that in Jesus's last moments He is concerned for his mother and asks John the Beloved to care for her. If Joseph were alive this request would not have been needed. We also know Jesus had the power to heal the sick and raise the dead. He had done so for others, many others. Why not Joseph?
That's where Mary's faith amazes me. She knew of her son's Divine Heritage and power, yet for Joseph, --healing was not to be. Did she wonder why? Did she experience a faith crisis? Was she angry at God? I don't know for certain, but I imagine Mary grieved that the answer to her prayers was a "no." I also believe Mary trusted, loved, hoped, and remembered. She remembered who her Son was. She remained a woman of faith.
For while she was His mother. Mary knew, He was her Redeemer.
