Imagine what our Holy Mother, our blessed mother St. Mary (Kidist Mariam), must have endured on that Saturday. All she knew was that her beloved Son—her miraculous, virgin-born child—had been crucified and buried. Her heart must have been shattered.
This was no ordinary child. He was the One announced by the Archangel Gabriel—the One miraculously conceived by the Holy Spirit. When the angel told her of God’s plan, St. Mary responded with humble obedience, saying, “Behold the maidservant of the Lord! Let it be to me according to your word.” (Luke 1:38). She gave up everything to follow God’s will. She endured shame, gossip, and misunderstanding from her community, being found with child and not being married. She gave birth not in comfort or luxury, but in a humble manger. She and St. Joseph had to flee to Egypt to protect her newborn Son from the murderous hand of King Herod. Yet through all of this, we never see our Blessed Mother complain. Not once do we see her question God. She remained faithful. She trusted God completely. And we praise her in the Weddase Maryam, saying:
“Blessed are you among women, O full of grace, who bore for us God the Word—without seed and without corruption.”
She watched her Son grow and start His ministry—healing the sick, giving sight to the blind, raising the dead, and casting out demons. She saw His compassion and power firsthand. Yet the religious leaders of the time accused Him of being demon-possessed (Matthew 9:34, Matthew 12:24-32, Luke 11:14-23, and Mark 3:22). The very people He came to save rejected Him. And she, a mother, had to watch it all.
No mother should ever have to witness a crowd shout, “Crucify Him!” or watch her innocent Son beaten, mocked, and nailed to a cross. Imagine her seeing Him nailed to wood—wood He once used as a carpenter alongside St. Joseph. Now that same wood held His beaten and bruised body.
Yet St. Mary (Kidist Mariam) did not turn against God. She did not despair. She remained faithful. She trusted God. Her Saturday was filled with sorrow, silence, and waiting—but she stayed close to the Lord in her heart, even when everything around her seemed lost.
But then came Sunday.
The tomb was found empty. Christ had risen! He had conquered death, hell, and the grave— for all humanity. Her sorrow turned to joy. Her faith was rewarded. Her story, her courage, and her obedience as a young virgin have been told for generations —and will continue to be told until the end of time. As the Scriptures say, “For behold, henceforth all generations will call me blessed.” (Luke 1:48).
My beautiful Tewahedo Orthodox sister, you may be in a season of great pain, sorrow, despair, or waiting. But do not give up. Like our blessed mother St. Mary (Kidist Mariam), remain faithful. Keep trusting God and always remember—weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning (Psalm 30:5). Your joy is coming!
Our Lords Resurrection is a reminder to us that darkness does not last forever. We are people of the Resurrection. In the Tewahedo Orthodox faith, we live with the hope and joy of Christ’s victory. So even when it seems like all is lost, remember: our Lord always has the final word.
Hold on.
Pray.
Hope.
Trust.
Because your victory is coming!
“Blessed are you, O Virgin Mary, Mother of God,
for your light shine from the east and gladdened the heavens.”
Selam Seyoum
Tewahedo Orthodox Girl 