As I was walking up to my front door, I glanced at my statue of Mary. "Wow, I thought to myself, when did those ferns get so big? They are starting to obscure Mary." I put my things inside and came back out wearing my work gloves. I began to trim back some of the bigger plants and pull out a few adjacent weeds. As I took care of Mary, I wondered how many times she has taken care of me? How many obstacles has she removed from my path so that I could see more clearly? How many of my bad habits has she trimmed back or encouraged me to remove?
Being a mom, I know I do a lot of little things out love for my children. Many of them go unnoticed. Most of the prayers I say on their behalf are between me and God. I pray that my children will discover God's Will in their lives, and that they have the courage to act on it. I want the very best for them.
When I finished weeding, I smiled. Mary looked beautiful. Her presence felt strong. For a moment I held Mary's hand and felt blessed her for all of her acts of love and prayers she said on my behalf. I whispered a soft, "Thank you, Mary" knowing that I will be eternally grateful.
-Susan
