MARY IN THE PUBLIC LIFE OF JESUS
3. Consolations and Disappointments.
This portion of Mary's life abounded in consolations as well as sorrows. After all, man's life on earth is a mixture of joys and sorrows, of smiles and tears. Possibly more of the latter than of the former. So it was with Mary. How great was Her consolation when She heard of the prodigies worked by Jesus, when She Herself watched the crowds thronging around Him, listening to Him, acclaiming Him; when She was made acquainted with the apostles and disciples who were escorting Him; when She received news of His triumphs over the souls of sinners by converting them, and over the scribes and pharisees by confounding them. How great was Her joy when She Herself could hear some of His speeches. How great her happiness when Jesus, exhausted by His labors, would come for a little rest to the little House of Nazareth. How She would wipe the sweat off His face. How lovingly She would serve the food Her adorable hands had prepared for Him. What intimate moments of holy and lively conversation were theirs in those days! How happy She felt in the company of Her adorable Son!
But alas! how deep was Her sorrow when She learnt of the jealous rage of His enemies, of the perfidy of their insidious questionings, of their relentless questings and spying, of their ignominious expulsion of Jesus from the synagogue, of the plot to throw Him down the ravine, of the attempt to stone Him to death. How much She suffered on realizing the hardness of their hearts, the malice of their minds, the clumsiness and slowness of those apostles and disciples who could not bring themselves definitely to acknowledge and accept Him.
[Excerpted from 'MARIAN MEDITATIONS' Book by Rev. Dr. Ildefonso R. Villar, Salesian Philippine Province, Nihil Obstat; Imprimatur]
3. Consolations and Disappointments.
This portion of Mary's life abounded in consolations as well as sorrows. After all, man's life on earth is a mixture of joys and sorrows, of smiles and tears. Possibly more of the latter than of the former. So it was with Mary. How great was Her consolation when She heard of the prodigies worked by Jesus, when She Herself watched the crowds thronging around Him, listening to Him, acclaiming Him; when She was made acquainted with the apostles and disciples who were escorting Him; when She received news of His triumphs over the souls of sinners by converting them, and over the scribes and pharisees by confounding them. How great was Her joy when She Herself could hear some of His speeches. How great her happiness when Jesus, exhausted by His labors, would come for a little rest to the little House of Nazareth. How She would wipe the sweat off His face. How lovingly She would serve the food Her adorable hands had prepared for Him. What intimate moments of holy and lively conversation were theirs in those days! How happy She felt in the company of Her adorable Son!
But alas! how deep was Her sorrow when She learnt of the jealous rage of His enemies, of the perfidy of their insidious questionings, of their relentless questings and spying, of their ignominious expulsion of Jesus from the synagogue, of the plot to throw Him down the ravine, of the attempt to stone Him to death. How much She suffered on realizing the hardness of their hearts, the malice of their minds, the clumsiness and slowness of those apostles and disciples who could not bring themselves definitely to acknowledge and accept Him.
[Excerpted from 'MARIAN MEDITATIONS' Book by Rev. Dr. Ildefonso R. Villar, Salesian Philippine Province, Nihil Obstat; Imprimatur]
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