For it says in Scripture: Behold, I am laying a stone in Zion, a cornerstone, chosen and precious, and whoever believes in it shall not be put to shame. Therefore, its value is for you who have faith, but for those without faith: The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone,Â and A stone that will make people stumble, and a rock that will make them fall. They stumble by disobeying the word, as is their destiny. You are “a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own, so that you may announce the praises” of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
So how can I possibly tie together the themes from this Sundayâ€™s scripture with Motherâ€™s Day?
In the gospel, Jesus is beginning His discipleâ€™s preparation for His passion. The words of our gospel are then from the beginning of Jesusâ€™ pre-Passion discourses meant to help envision a horizon that extends beyond Easter to life in the community of faith after Jesus is no longer visibly present with his followers.
The Acts narrative speaks of the appointment of the first deacons (a scripture that has always been very dear to my heart).
St. Peter reflects on scripture that seems to have more to do with God as builder. He talks about cornerstones and stumbling blocks and how the two are in One.
For some of us older folks, it is hard to imagine mom in a construction vest and hard hat laying down a line of mortar with a trowel. How would that beehive fit under the hard hat?
What we may have failed to perceive is that our moms were our first encounter with construction workers.
The good moms in our lives (this could have been a grandmother, aunt, other woman) did all they could to build us up into Godâ€™s solid people.
The key thing they did was to help us understand the place Jesus wants in our lives. He wants us to see Him as our cornerstone, He is the One we build upon, we develop from Him. With Him as our cornerstone, we do not stumble, we do not fall. He is our Rock â€“ the stable place we can always go to.
The good women in our lives follow the model of Mary who points to Jesus, who holds Him out to us as our foundation. They donâ€™t put themselves first, but rather the craftswomen who make us fully human â€“ into buildings that will stand forever. Without their work, their building, we stumble and fall. Without them our destiny is one of limited potential, limited effect, people whose destiny is brokenness â€“ like crumbling and decaying buildings soon to fall to the ground.
With our lives built on the true Cornerstone we are thankful for their craftsmanship.