John 19. 25-27 cont.
25 Now by the cross of Jesus stood His mother and His mother’s sister, Mary (the wife of Clopas), and Mary Magdalene.
26 Then Jesus, seeing His mother and the disciple whom He loved standing there, said (says) to her: “Woman, look here is your son”.
27 Next He said (says) to the disciple: “Look, your mother”. And from that hour that disciple took her into his own home.
Recently I was speaking with someone who is going through the difficult time of seeing her husband approaching the end of life. A comment she made was that she was being very well supported by her family, and was thankful for this.
The support of others is very necessary when we are going through difficult times.
Mary, the mother of Jesus, was not alone at the cross; she did not have to endure the grief of seeing Jesus killed without the support of family and friends.
There were three other women who were there to support her.
One was her sister. In Mark 15.40 she is named as Salome:
Now there was also women watching from a distance, among them also was Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James the little one and Joses (exalted), and Salome (peaceful).
Therefore, she was the aunt of Jesus, making John (and Andrew) the cousin of Jesus.
We can recall that Salome had asked Jesus this question:
“In your Kingdom, will you let my two sons sit in places of honour next to you, one at your right and the other at your left?” – Matthew 20.21(NLT). The reply of Jesus was that His Father had already prepared those places. W Barclay calls this reply of Jesus a rebuff. It may have been, or it may have been a simple statement of fact that re-directed the desire of Salome.
There are countless times when Jesus has to re-direct our thinking and desires so that we come into line with His ways.
The word of God tells us:
“My thoughts are completely different from yours,” says the LORD. “And My ways are far beyond anything you could imagine” – Isaiah 55.8 (NLT).
Adelaide Potter wrote these words (1907):
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me after Thy will, While I am waiting, yielded and still.
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Hold o’er my being absolute sway! Fill with Thy Spirit till all shall see Christ only, always, living in me.
The language might be old, but the sentiment is something we all need to embrace.