My filthy rags

I was asked a question the other day and I have wracked my brain trying to figure out how to answer it. Then it hit me in church tonight. The question was, “why do we not recognize Mary on mothers day?” I hope I answer this as well as it was presented.

After a moments thought, I smiled and replied, “why do we not recognize God on father’s day?” Why do we not recognize God everyday? Tonight’s message in church was from Isiah chapter 64:1-12. As my preacher read, verses 5-6 stood out to me.

5 “Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.”
6 “But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.”

I see where the question comes from. We as humans can’t imagine what it’d be like for one of our own to see what she seen while Jesus was being crucified. I’m sure it was like her heart was being ripped out of her body. But God gave her the grace she needed to get through it. Just as he gives us the grace we need to go through trails. I believe the reason we do not immortalize Mary is because she is just another sinner saved by grace. And just like verse 6 says, our righteousness are as filthy rags. The only good thing about Mary was Christ in her. The only good thing about myself is Christ in me.

I’m leaving you with this thought. If we can afford to put ourselves (Mary) on a pedestal, why can’t we praise God who truly deserves it?