I must be the salt, be you the oil." How happy she was when He spoke to her like that.

For that was her life--to be kind, to help, wherever she could.

And here was her son consecrating such deeds of kindness till they became a covenant between her and Him, a bond of memory for mother and child when parted from each other.

Now that He had appealed to her love, she did not feel so lonely; she felt once more at one with Him, and had a sort of presentiment that in future times her bleeding mother's heart would be satisfied beyond measure.
Once again Jesus went through His native land to see if the seed of His teaching had sprung up anywhere.

But the earth was barren.