Today the Armenian Apostolic Church is celebrating the Annunciation to the Holy virgin Mary.

On the occasion, at the request of Hayern Aysor, scholar David Gishyan, who is in his second year of studies at Gevorgyan Spiritual Lyceum of the Mother See of Holy Etchmiadzin, wrote a surprise letter to her mother.

Greetings, dear mother!

Winter is over, and we are now celebrating the Annunciation to the Holy virgin Mary. Today is the day of joy for all mothers since the light of the love of the Lord came from above and filled the children of Eve with jubilation.

My mother! I want you to be happy today. I want your heart to be filled with the warmth of the Holy Virgin and I want to feel the indescribable sweetness of your warmth. I want you to renew your strength, and I want your “today” to never end…

Be happy, my mother! I congratulate you on the Annunciation. Congratulations on our salvation, the Annunciation, the news of the coming of the Lord! May the spring always flourish in your heart and may there always be marvelous flowers and sweetness in your life!

Be happy, my mother! Today Mary opened her sacred heart and received the heavenly Guest in her pure soul. I know you love Mary. May she help you feel the perfect joy of motherhood and the sweet presence of her Son.

Always be happy!

We haven’t seen each other for a long time. I know it’s harder for you. I know all that you have gone through. I always feel the pain in your heart and the nervousness. I’m always with you with heart and soul and am certain that you feel me and always shed light in my darkness with your prayers.

I remember your faith, unwavering struggle against the storms, your meekness and the strength of your spirit, your love, devotion and sacrifices that I wasn’t able to properly appreciate.

My mother, I didn’t get to know you well enough. Now, as I grow older, I can see you more clearly. I can see your image more clearly in these turbulent waves of life. I’m happy that you’re happy. Only now do I understand that I wasn’t able to appreciate your love and devotion. I was trying to measure the endless ocean of your love. Only now do I see and feel the grandeur and infinite depth of your love when I’m no longer in your palms.

Do you remember how you brought me to church for the first time? I was just getting to know the world around me, and I encountered a new reality. That reality was more familiar to me than the world that I’ve seen, but I still couldn’t understand it. It was like the starry sky, or the sunset seen in the field.

I know you have never regretted that I chose this path. I know it was your pleasure to offer me to the spiritual Mother, that is, the Church. I often remember your last words, your wisdom and serious face with hope, your radiant look, the silence of which said a lot more to me than any word.

I have a lot to tell you, dear mother. I hope we’ll meet soon. I hope we meet in the beautiful and hospital mountains of the Armenians.

May the Annunciation make all mothers happy, and may the eternal scent of the New Flower fill your souls with heavenly peace and with the power of love that wins all.

Dear mother, be happy!

By Gevorg Chichyan