did mary know

when she held her baby boy

her firstborn child

her perfect little Yeshua

that she was going to lose Him?

did she know

as she delivered the promise of God

love incarnate wrapped in flesh

as His tiny frame guided its way

headfirst into the world

and He wailed out His first breath

that she’d watch Him take His last?

did she know

as she sat in the birthplace

of the temple lambs

cradling the unblemished lamb of God

that He too, would be a sacrifice?

did she know

as her child

was born into the dirt

and the grime

brought into the world alongside the livestock

that He would cleanse all mankind?

did she know

as she wrapped her beautiful boy

in strips of torn linen

and laid Him in a stone feeding trough

that this humbly born infant

was the greatest king

we will ever know?

did she know

when she cradled her newborn baby

that the child she waited nine months for

was the long awaited savior

the world had been waiting for since eden?

when she watched her boy

in absence of wrong

nailed to a cross

beaten unrecognizable

a crown of thorns piercing His skin

did His final cries echo His first?

was she reminded of His childhood

when she and joseph couldn’t find Him

in those 3 days before finding Him in the temple

did she fear of loss?

did she worry about her little boy?

in that anxiety did she know

she’d one day live that fear

of losing her child

of Him being harmed

with no way to save Him?

and as she wept

watching the firstborn of heaven

leverage against the nails

and fight for His last breaths

did she know

that her loss

would defy death

and nullify the permanece of grief

for all eternity?