As seen through the eyes of a mother...
Today was the happiest day of my life. My joy cannot be contained. It is joy that none other could possibly feel - selfless, weightless, soaring joy. Joy that is entwined with delight and contentment. I want to sing with the birds and dance with the wind, shout to everyone I meet and smile at passer-bys. I want to thank God with every word I speak and every thought I think. It is unfathomable that just three days ago sadness was over me like a shadow, looming, a heavy weight that my soul could not bear. Oh, the contrast! For just as that sorrow overtook my heart, wrapping its cold shroud around my spirit, this joy envelops me and saturates me with a fervor that is unrivaled.
And so, now, being left behind in this earthly self, I anticipate the day when, after having served Him on earth, I can once again see my Savior face to face. I pray that the hand of God will rest upon my love and allow this feeling of joy to accompany me to eternity, where I will once again see the face that smiled at me through a child’s love and watched me through a child’s eyes. I await that day like the blossom awaits the fruit that ripens on the bough. And in my heart I will wait... and I will repeat those words, spoken with so much joy and motherly pride: “He is risen! He is risen, indeed!”
