We watched "The Passion" last night with a group of our YL kids. I've watched this movie maybe 5 times before, but haven't watched it since becoming a mother. Let me just say, I've never before noticed Mary and the agony she must have felt watching her son die on that cross. I found myself clutching my belly and thinking of my two beautiful children. Would I love humanity enough to sit by and watch knowing my son's death would mean the redemption of many?
She knew it would happen. She knew he'd be alright in the end. She knew he'd rise again. She knew he'd be dying for a purpose. But did that bring any comfort as she watched him tortured to death?
I am so thankful for the sacrifice Jesus made for ME that excruciating day. I'm so thankful for the Father being willing to send him to that kind of a brutal death. And in light of the love I have for my children, I'm so thankful that Mary was willing to be obedient to the Lord's will...even when it meant watching her son die on that cross.