Mary's Treasureಮಾದರಿ

Written from Mary's perspective, each day vulnerably and honestly details the intimate moments of her experience as Jesus' mother. In each compelling scene, Mary treasures a small token to remember it by. Little does she know the divine significance each item will play in symbolizing the ultimate purpose of her son’s role on earth.

The World Awaits with Hearts of Stone

When I was a girl the Jews struggled through life

And longed for the Savior to end this world’s strife.

Our God who’d been silent for 400 years

Soon tore through the heavens to dry all our tears.

Awaiting the challenge to death’s paradigm,

Perhaps my own birth was to serve such a time.

I keep a gray rock to remember those days 

Lost, hopeless in wait, stone not yet rolled away.

So when I am tempted to doubt clouds will part

I hold this gray stone and attain renewed heart.