Good Friday I went to Church to plant flowers by the statue of the Blessed Mother to help beautify the parish grounds for Easter. Although I never really thought about Easter in relation to Mary, that changed after a few minutes of contemplation.
I was in no small way, struck by the fact that both Jesus's Mother, and Terri's mother, share the same first name.
They both watched their beloved child be punished for crimes they didn't commit.
Had great crowds rise up and slander their child.
Had courts declare them guilty.
People screaming for their deaths.
Suffering, watching, unable to help.
I pray our Mother Mary in Heaven, can help Mary here on earth.