I am a very visual person and the imagery associated with the mysteries of the Rosary helps to deepen my prayer life and my faith. This morning as I meditated on the Assumption of Mary into Heaven, I was struck with a beautiful image. I’ve often thought of what a joyous occasion it would be for Mary to again see her Son in the glory of Heaven. The immense love, peace, and joy is beyond our comprehension.
I pictured our Blessed Mother running with joy to meet her Son. The rising sun reflected off the snow outside my window enhanced my imagination as I pictured brilliant whites, golden yellows, and rosy hues of pink surrounding Our Lady and my God. There was such joy in the eyes of Jesus and Mary and they both had enormous smiles on their faces as Jesus wrapped His mother in His loving arms and they were locked in an embrace of such deep love and joy to be reunited. The image was so beautiful and vivid while still remaining dreamlike in a sense. I smiled to myself as I imagined the joy of meeting Christ face to face.
I thought then of the Parable of the Prodigal Son (Luke 15:11-32). The joy of the father as he greeted his son who had gone astray is so evident in this story. I can imagine the relief the son must have felt as receiving such a welcoming.
As I thought on these two images, I found myself identifying with each. While I strive to live my life in as Christ-like a manner as possible, I am still a sinner. Despite knowing the sacrifice my Lord made for me, I continually find myself seeking out His forgiveness. Like the prodigal son, I feel such a relief at the grace our Almighty Father exhibits towards us all. When I participate in the Sacrament of Reconciliation, I feel the peace and forgiveness of the Lord wash over me. When I receive Him in Holy Communion, I feel His arms wrap around me in a loving embrace.
While the prodigal son reminds me of where I have been, the sins I have committed, and the ultimate forgiveness of Christ, the Assumption of Our Blessed Mother reminds me of where I want to go and what it is I strive for. I know I am a sinner. I know I have made mistakes and fall short of my heavenly call. How I long to live a life like Mary. Tp be perfectly obedient to the will of the Lord even when it is beyond my understanding. To be such a loving and faithful wife, mother, and follower of Christ. To be able to accept all the trials that come my way with the knowledge that God has a plan for me. I strive to have the faith and wisdom to echo Mary’s resounding “Yes!” to the Lord when He calls to me.
I know that I have failed at times. And I know that despite my faults, my God has forgiven me. But one look at the cross reminds me that my sins came at a price and that price was lovingly paid by my Savior at Calvary. I do not want to continue to be the prodigal son. I want to be like Mary. I do not want to receive forgiveness only to rich back into sin. I know that no matter how many tomes I falter, Christ will still welcome me home. But seeing the love He has so freely given, I want to cease all sinful behavior and be a better example of His love.
I am the prodigal son, yes; but I long to be like Our Lady. I am a sinner; but I strive to be a saint. I cannot get there without the love, grace, and forgiveness of God. It fills me with joy and peace to picture the beautiful reunion to Mary in Heaven with the Lord. My soul finds hope in that, by God’s endless love and mercy, we one day will meet Him in all His glory and share in that beautiful and loving reunion of Jesus our Savior, His Blessed Mother Mary, and all the Angels in Saints in Heaven for all eternity.