Jesus Meets His Mother

Reproduced with permission from Gwyneth Leech

Reproduced with permission from Gwyneth Leech

“When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing beside her, he said to his mother, ‘Woman, here is your son.’ Then he said to the disciple, ‘Here is your mother.'” (John 19:26-27, NRSV)


I believe in God, who was Mary’s son.

How much did Mary know about what she was getting herself into, on that day in Nazareth when she accepted the work that God had chosen her to do? How much did Joseph understand? As they looked at that child laid in the manger, did they really see how much the world would be changed by him? And did they realise that the day would come when he would break their hearts?

If they had known those things, would they still have said yes?

The prisoner in Guantanamo. The Afghan woman executed on national television. The child soldier in Vietnam. The Jewish man sent into the gas chambers at Auschwitz. The equal rights activist shot and killed in San Francisco. The crucified Christ.

They are more than images, more than ideas, more than the commentary on our television screens or the words in our newspapers. They belong somewhere. They are loved.


God the Father, who sent us your only son.
As we call to mind the grief of Mary,
we pray for all those who at this hour watch over their loved ones.
For those who sit in cold waiting rooms.
For those who wait for the telephone to ring.
For those who will stay with us to the very end.
May they be filled with your strength and surrounded by your love.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem, return to the Lord your God.



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