| Mary's Reverie I remember the beginning, when the fire came into my heart. In direct union with God, I closed my eyes and I could see His Light penetrate the stillness within my being. Churning the hazy, blue sea inside of me, He turned the Light around and around until it formed into a glowing orb, a tiny speck of Light against the blue sea sky. I watched it grow until I could discern its form. It developed so slowly and so fast, this embryo, for time had ceased to be measured. I had stopped counting the days. I opened my eyes and I could feel the motion inside turning me around with it, and I knew things would never be the same. I would become a mother to a Son. Did I ever think something this wonderful could happen to me? For His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The Mighty God, The Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace, Immanuel – God with us. I remember when He was little. He would climb into my lap and ask me to sing. I would sing God’s Word to Him, psalms of promises He would someday fulfill, though my own heart then could not fully understand the enormity of the Life that possessed such tiny hands. I remember the beginning, though I have dreaded the end – my Son hanging against a dark sea sky in the agony of mankind’s sin. But if I had birthed another life than this One who is sacrificed, then where would our souls be? I have rejoiced in God, my Savior, through the anguished tears of my own pierced soul. |