I am Mary

I am Mary

Yielding,

I abandoned childish things

And took up a life of

Motherhood, misery and mercy

He calls me Mother

I am Mary of Nazareth

 

Listening,

I pushed aside the ought-tos

Taking my place at his feet

Bending, blessing and becoming.

He calls me Little One

I am Mary of Bethany

 

Weeping,

I surrendered to his love,

Letting him take away the stranglehold

Of pain, poison, and prison bars.

He calls me Delivered

I am Mary of Magdala

 

Witnessing,

We followed him

As we’d always done, always would,

From golgotha, to grave, to garden.

He calls us His own

We are Mary

Renae Meredith

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