The ring around the Moon
It's frustrating and sometimes disheartening when your children just don't listen or don't understand your wisdom that you try so fervently to relate to them. Mine have taught me a lot, I will not deny that. But just as I try to keep learning by their intentions to help me see clearly the errors of "my" ways , why is it so difficult for them to see the error of "theirs"?. I cannot help but feel compassion and sometimes anger in the ways they tend to raise their children or refuse to see the signs God places before them when they expect me to. In my humility, I become alone for a while, while they go through their misfortunes and woes with my eyes and ears having to accept this waiting period.
As a mother with grown children who have children of their own, I try to do my best. Many times failing at my desire to not want to cry out to the world for answers in comfort in understanding their hurts and struggles. Thinking to myself that if it were them having to deal with situations with their own children, they would feel that same protecting nature as I believe all mothers have.
I say to myself, "surely our Blessed Mother would have vented her tears and words to the Beloved Disciples about the cruelty which the soldiers inflicted on Her Jesus". But then again, Mary kept many things hidden in Her Immaculate Heart. Oh! To be able to do that would be a great achievement to my soul!
Nevertheless, my children mean so much to me and the heartaches in learning can be offered up for their salvation and for mine.
Our Lady, our Mother, be a Mother to us now and at the hour of our death. Amen