This thought struck me last night–I have no idea why.

Can you imagine what it was like for Mary, the Mother of Jesus, when she died, and saw her son again? After seeing Him die on the cross, and then all the excitement over His resurrection (do we even know if she saw Him after He was raised?), and His leaving again on Ascension Day–to see her Son again, face to face in all His glory…

I can’t even imagine.  As Christians, we of course look forward to the day we will see Jesus face to face. And I’m sure at one time or another, we’ve all thought of loved ones we look forward to seeing again someday. But for Mary, those two events were one in the same, and there just must have been so much rejoicing in heaven that day when Son and mother, Savior and saint, were reunited.  It gives me chills!