Sunday, April 14, 2013

Days Twenty-Four and Twenty-Five: Mama Mary


So there's a lot of discrepancy among non-Catholics over whether or not we worship Mary.

We don't worship her, but we are BASICALLY obsessed with her. And why shouldn't we be? She's the most boss human (I mean Jesus was fully man AND fully God so we don't count that) like everrrrrrr.

Think of it in this way. What would have happened if Mary, this 14-year-old girl, got scared and said no to God? What would have happened to you or me? What would that have meant for all the words of the prophets who said she would say yes and from her she would nor our Savior? The fate of all of humanity was riding on her young, sin-free shoulders and the answer she would give to God.

And she said yes.

Middle school is that sucky period in life that everyone likes to pretend didn't happen. We hide the pictures. We don't tell any stories. Now imagine being that age. That awkward, terrible age. You just started the big P word. Boys are stupid. Your body is awkward and changing and goodness only knows what is happening on your face.

Imagine that time when Mary was that age. She had just gotten married to this old guy who had a bunch of kids who were much older than her (aswk) even though she told everybody she was dedicating her life to God and planned on maintaining her virginity (which she did her entire life and if you disagree, Imma Christian smack you*). She had full faith in God though and followed through and was a good wife. Imagine this all just went down and you were Mary and you're probably like "the heck are you planning here, God? This guy is like 90 (side note: not a true fact). Ain't no one got time for that, but aight. You the boss." (Apparently, the 14-year-old Mary in my mind is sassy and does not speak in a grammatically correct way). 

So she's already probably in a state of change when this ridiculously terrifying angel comes to her and asks "hey, I know this would look all bad and stuff and make you look like a cheater and all that jazz, buttttt God wants to put a baby in you. Oh and THIS BABYS WILL SAVE THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE. So. Does that sound like a dandy little adventure you'd like to go on?"

And she says yes. (And I say this twice because it is super duper ally ooper mega important for you and your whole family and every person you have ever met and *loses breath*)

IS ANYONE ELSE'S MIND BLOWN AT THIS DECISION?!?!?! Boom. The course of the rest of earthly time was forever changed with her yes. Personally, I'd probably be cowering in the corner in fear of the angel, crying, and then when asked to birth the Savior of Man, pass out from sheer disbelief. But Mary said yes. She said yes to God's plan for her. She was young. She knew the  risks. She knew what it would mean. She said yes anyway.

This weekend, I've been thinking a lot more about Mary. I really want to model my spiritual life after hers. I mean, obviously I will never carry the Savior in my womb, but I can still look at her humility, compassion, and undying faith to God. It's amazing. She was with Jesus every step of the way. She was His mommy.

And she's my mommy too. I need to call onto her to ask for her intercession more. I need to pray the rosary more. I need to ask her to pray for me more and for more reasons. I need to develop a relationship with her too.

She said yes to God. I want to say yes to God like she did. I want to have full faith in His plans like she did. It all sounded like a bad idea, but it was God's plan and she said yes. I sometimes wonder if I would have said yes. I wonder if I wouldn't have trusted God's plan. I wonder if I would only be looking at what that would mean for me in this world. I don't want to think that way anymore. I want to be able to blindly move forward in the way God is nudging me and feel good knowing it is right, no matter what happens. I want to be more like Mary.

On March 28th, I am prayerfully considering consecrating myself to Jesus Christ through Mama Mary. I ask you all pray for me if I were to make such a decision.

Now go and show your Mama some love.

Hail Mary, full of grace,
The Lord is with thee.
Blessed are thou amongst women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,
Pray for our sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.


"The honor of Mary is so intimately connected with the honor and glory of Jesus that to deny the one is at the same time a denial of the other." - Blessed William Joseph Chaminade, 1761-1850 AD


*A Christian smack is a quick, gritted teeth prayer to God to fix your mind so your realize your error. In this case, knowing the VIRGIN Mary was a VIRGIN all her life and died a VIRGIN. Any questions, please consult the Bible or hit me upppp. I completely made up a Christian smack, but I'm digging it so expect it to be used in future blogposts, if not all of them.

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