I didn’t know I needed Her until suddenly I did.
Until suddenly, I needed Her desperately.
I had always been told that a woman has a great dignity before God but I had nowhere to look to see this. If God so loves woman, where could I find her? Where is woman as God meant her to be? In Christ, I saw both perfect human and perfect male… but where was she?
Too often I had heard that Adam and Eve had sinned, but Jesus had redeemed us. But what of woman? Was she to play no part in the redemption? Eve fell, should not a New Eve rise?
But still, I didn’t dare to search for her. I refused to feel that longing deep within for a mother and a sister. Perhaps I was scared that I might love her too much. Perhaps I was scared that I could not search for her without leaving Him.
And I would not leave my Saviour.
Little did I know that She was always there. Where He was, she was too.
Incarnate in her womb, the Immortal God truly is her own son: a tiny embryo planted in her uterine wall, a screaming baby she delivered one ancient night, a little boy she nursed and taught, a young man she loved just as much — even when she let Him go.
She stood beneath the cross and watched her darling boy die. She gave Her son back to God and to the world who cried for His blood.
Sin entered the woman through a woman taking fruit a tree. Now salvation comes through a woman, offering the fruit of her womb on the tree.
As I stand beneath the Cross, I am with Her. The closer I am to my crucified Lord, the closer I am to His Mother.
And my soul rejoices in God my Saviour,
Because God knew that I needed a Mother too.