Into the chaos

The end phrase of Crookedshore’s post ‘the clamour and fear of an Irish advent’ made me think of the fear and chaos which fell upon the teenage Mary. (The one in the Holy Land, not Ardoyne!)   In the midst of a life interrupted by supposed blessing, (I wonder did she ever really see it like this?) she finds somewhere in her heart a morsel of faith.

The rest as they say is history.  So I read these words this morning encouraged to be a little less fearful and chaotic.

And did you know that your cousin Elizabeth conceived a son, old as she is? Everyone called her barren, and here she is six months pregnant! Nothing, you see, is impossible with God.”

And Mary said,

Yes, I see it all now:
I’m the Lord’s maid, ready to serve.
Let it be with me
just as you say.

LUKE 1: 36 The Message



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2 Responses to Into the chaos

  1. Ken Gibson says:

    It’s hard to imagine a teenager, in a culture where teenage pregnancy ouside marriage was more than just frowned upon, singing with such great joy and praise. The reality of the challenges she faced, socially, economically and physically are bound to have been in her thouhts. Perhaps, however, being Jewish, and well immersed in the scriptures the reality of the blessing sank in over time. The sinv she sang may not have been immediate, but like so many of the circumstances we face, it is in reflection that we see the blessings we first missed. Whatever the circumstance, we often miss the significance of Mary’s example: the first person to accet Jesus Christ and His impact upon her life regardless of the personal cost. May we be that brave!

  2. drgwbrown says:

    I like the image of waiting in advent with anything like the expectancy of a mother to be. The anticipation that comes not just from waiting but already recognizing the presence of life within — the discomfort of waiting to give birth to new life; the weight, the stirring deep in the abdomen, the shortness of breath — all so much more than waiting for a new mental insight or emotional experience. A real advent.

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