Epiphany


Partly prompted by the thoughts of Will Grady reblogged on Connexions, what follows is a brief excerpt from the New Irish Arts show "I Witness" that I wrote a few years ago... They're the words of Mary, Jesus' mother, as she thinks back on her first-born's early years...


He who was there when the universe was formed, took form inside my womb… He who is the source of all good gifts suckled at my breast… He who walked in the Garden of Eden, I taught to walk as a toddler… He who carved the commandments on tablets of stone with his finger, learned them from me at the kitchen table… He who inspired the psalmists, learned their songs on my knee… It was amazing… I saw the son of God grow into a man…
I know every mother thinks that their child is perfect… Particularly their first… But my son was…

Shalom

Comments

Will Grady said…
That's beautiful. Thanks for posting it.

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