The little statue sat on my dresser for as long as I could remember. Amidst the little girl trappings she stood. Later among the teen trappings she stood. And finally she was there among the young adult trappings. This statue was the one of Mary standing on the serpent. I believe it is of Our Lady of Grace. Somewhere along the way the figure disappeared. Much the way my Faith did. I didn't quit believing in God, but I wasn't interested in Church.
When God did call me back, He used an interesting route. As a child I always prayed, "Dear God..." I pretty much stuck with that even into my twenties. One day God, our Father, said, "I'd like you to meet my Son Jesus." Everything that fell in my lap was about Jesus. Then He said, "I'd like you to meet my Holy Spirit." The same thing happened again. Finally He said, "I'd like you to meet my Mother Mary along with Joseph and all the saints and angels." So there I stood realizing I had this enormous family, a great bunch of folks who love me!
The little statue has never reappeared, but I have a real Mother in Mary. My Dad told me she is not Deity, but she holds a unique spot. She is entwined with the Trinity, as the Daughter of the Father, the Mother of the Son and the Spouse of the Holy Spirit. And here is where she wants to direct us. She along with the rest of our huge family wants us all eternally coming together~ united to the Three in One.