Here’s the statue of Mary in front of Holy Redeemer Church. Colossians 3:3…
The NAB translates: “For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.”
That’s nice. But the KJV is better: “For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God.”
But let’s just go for a more up-to-date utterly troublesome and annoying, jarring literal translation of the without-borders of tense called aorist: “For you are being dead, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.”
This is not morbid. And that this life in Christ having us being dead to the world is not morbid is itself a truth that has almost entirely escaped us; the exhilarating life of Christ escapes us because we, without Christ, are just so very much six feet under dead even while we are alive in this world. The life of Christ within us is necessarily hid in all it’s brilliance and glory because this fallen world just has no way of taking in any of the greatness of that most awesome love and goodness and kindness and… and… living Truth.
No one was more alive to God and dead to this world that Mary. I love this little statue of Mary so very hidden among the flowers that Jesus had created for the Immaculate Conception.