I was eleven when the Madonna carving first arrived in our home. Initially, my father purchased the statue for his mother. Everyone in the room at that time understood that this statue represented far more than just a gift or a woman at work. As time passed, I realised she had been entrusted to our family as her caretaker. The responsibility has passed from mother to son, father to son, and brother to brother. Each has recognised and accepted that she is more than merely the work of an unknown artist. While each has described her differently, we are united in our shared understanding of the artist’s message of beauty, life, and the holistic way Divinity chooses to live within and through her.
For me, her enduring revelation includes the following.
My story is incomplete without others. By recognising that my perspective and understanding of life are shaped by the individuals in my life, starting with Divinity, I open myself up to actively participating in Life. It was never solely about my achievement; it was and is ours. The writer of wisdom articulated it well: “God had a better plan for us: that their faith and our faith would come together to make one completed whole, their lives of faith not complete apart from ours.” (Hebrews 11.40). Looking beyond myself, I see the possibility of kindness and care, empathy and compassion, mercy and justice.
My response to my calling is within my control. Machiavelli was wrong; the ends never justify the means. Life reminds me that the outcome is not my concern. My calling is focused on my response to life as it is in the moment I have. The Madonna reminds me that serenity, peace, and purpose are all possible with the burdens I will bear. Others may speak of externals, while She reminds me that life’s most remarkable examples of beauty are found within ourselves and our relationships.
We have a story to write. Living comes through intentional action, sharing one another’s burdens, service, kindness, and learning with each step. Now is our time.
