Mary, Mother of God

I’ve begun my journey painting through the liturgical year beginning with Advent. In these existentially dreadful times, I wanted to emphasize the wonder of the incarnation as well as the faithful raising of Jesus by Mary. Mary loved even though she knew very painful events would come. She poured herself out as her son would go on to do on the cross. Mary was no stranger to temporary afflictions and grief, her pregnancy by the Holy Spirit brought difficulty and pain. She endured being doubted and shunned by her community, yet when the angel Gabriel greeted Mary he said, “Greetings, O favored one, the Lord is with you!”

On the fortieth day from Jesus’ birth, it was necessary to travel to Jerusalem for Mary to be cleansed, for Jesus to be presented to the Lord in the temple, and to offer two young pigeons as a sacrifice according to the Law of Moses. Mary’s offering revealed her poverty as pigeons were sold to those who could not afford a lamb. When Jesus was presented to Simeon at the temple, he took Jesus into his arms and praised God saying, “Lord, now you are letting your servant depart in peace, according to your word, for my eyes have seen your salvation that you have prepared in the presence of all peoples, a light for revelation to the Gentiles, and for glory to your people Israel.” He then turned towards Mary and said, “Behold this child is appointed for the rising of many in Israel, and for a sign that is opposed, and a sword will pierce through your own soul also so that the thoughts from many hearts will be revealed.”

Later, Magi followed the writings of the prophets and traveled months to see Jesus. Upon their arrival, they worshipped and presented gifts to him. One of the presents was myrrh for his burial. Imagine receiving myrrh for your baby’s burial after hearing Simeon’s words. But for Mary, at Jesus’ death, when the sword pierced her soul, God brought salvation and joy to her and to the world.