Many of us have had persons close to us die with whom we had unfinished business, a hurt that was never reconciled, an injustice that was never rectified, a bitterness that never softened. The pain of this can linger for a long time. We are left saying: “If only there was another chance!”
“She kept all these things, pondering them in her heart” (Lk 2:19; cf. 2:51)
To me, that’s another way of saying she kept her scrapbook of memories of special memories of her son in her heart.
I can no longer say, “do this memory of me” without hearing Jesus ak his disciples, “Do you understand?” It becomes an instant examination of the reality of my belief in the real presence of Christ in my brothers and sisters.
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