Mary's FIAT

Mary's FIAT

Mary's heart was a listening one,
seeking the meaning of all that happened to her,
pondering it all slowly
for a lifetime it seems.
A woman of faith like us,
she walked the road of doubt at times,
since she is like us
always struggling to understand.
Her son a mystery who was different,
wiser, more loving than others,
with insights shocking in their simplicity
and also in their unfathomable depth.
No wonder she pondered all things in her heart.
Her FIAT unlike mine
came from a full heart that was whole,
healed by the depth of the love she had for her son,
who though shrouded in human flesh
she none the less worshipped,
loved, and adored.
In silence, alone with the mystery
that perhaps even Joseph did not understand.
Like us Mary also was lonely
except perhaps with her son
who understood her fully
and loved her unconditionally
just as He loves us.
Such is our comfort
and our hope
to be seen fully
and loved in spite of it all,
by someone who sees into our deepest heart
and understands it all,
and that is where love and mercy flow.