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A Mother's Love

She will stand amidst the thorns, 

She will clip away what entangles your heart,

She will bandage what is wounded,

She will kiss the places that hurt,

She will shield your tender skin,

And she will stand beside you until all your tears have dried.

She will search for the smile in your eyes until you smile back,

And when you are ready, the light of Her Son will pierce through.

And what used to grip you in fear will begin to melt away,

Enough for you to pick up your Cross 

And journey the world to Heaven. 

Inspiration for this painting and little poem...

When I watch my own children suffer, I can’t help but notice that the only desire I have is to stand in the thicket of thorns, and clip away all that is prickly and eventually the light begins to pierce through. A light so bright that we can’t help but be led by His call.  Mary is our perfect Mother.  She leads us to Her Son.  The thorns that pierced His Holy face were thorns of love and Mary’s Motherly love was right there with Him.