There is a scene midway in Avengers: Endgame where Thor goes back in time and meets his now-deceased mother. He breaks down in front of her, saying he has become a failure, someone unworthy of being acknowledged because he failed to kill Thanos, the villain, which resulted in the death of half the universe.
Add to this the recent deaths of his father, brother, best friend and the destruction of his homeworld, Thor was in a really dreadful state.
Despite his shortcomings and emotional wounds, Thor’s mother, Frigga, reassuringly tells him to learn and grow from his failures instead of being constantly burdened by them.
This scene struck a particular chord with me although there were many others that left my jaw hanging, heart pulsating and eyes watery. Not because Thor receives the healing he so desperately needs, but because it reminded me that a mother’s love for her child knows no bounds.
Growing up, I was a difficult child to raise but my mother’s selfless dedication to nurturing and loving me never wavered.
Every morning she would see me off to the lift as I left for school and would fuss over whether I had enough pocket money. Even with the mountain of responsibilities she had as a single parent, she always made sure my younger sister and I were never affected.
She was also my bridge to God. She taught me to pray, to turn to Him and Mary whenever I had hurts and worries that were beyond human intervention.
My mother’s love for me reminds me of Mary’s love for all of us – how we seek her intercession, knowing that she will listen to what we say and bring it to Jesus.
Amid the gripping action sequences in Avengers: Endgame, there are recurring themes of family: Hawkeye losing his family, Iron Man raising a daughter and meeting his father, and Ant-Man reunited with his daughter.
These scenes will continue to resonate with me long after the fanfare for the movie ends because they are a constant reminder of my own family and the unique bonds we share, as well as the pains we invariably go through.
If Thor’s character in Avengers: Endgame has shown me anything, it is that you can depend on your mother’s love.
Thor and his mother, Frigga, from a scene in Avengers: Endgame
There are days my mother and I disagree over something or have a misunderstanding that leads to an argument. But if Thor’s character in Avengers: Endgame has shown me anything, it is that you can depend on your mother’s love.
Through all of my ups and downs, my mother has always been a cornerstone, a visible and tangible presence of faithfulness to God no matter the circumstances. She lifts up whatever troubles she has to God and prays the rosary fervently. What she is to me, Mary is to all of us.
This being the month of Mary is an opportune time for me to thank her for all the graces she provides and a reminder to cherish my mother at home.