I've been thinking a lot about Mary lately.
Given the recent Feast of the Immaculate Conception, and the ongoing Nativity story during Advent, it is hard not to.
Mostly I have been trying to "feel" what it must have been like for her the day the Angel Gabriel came to visit her.
I'm trying to remove the numbness that hearing the same passage over and over brings with it.
Trying to get past the words I have heard hundreds of times.
Trying to forget that I know the answer in the back of the book.
Mary was given a choice. Say yes, or no, to a request that is almost beyond human comprehension.
In her early teens.
And by the way, saying "yes" to God's Will would bring with it the overwhelming threat of public humiliation and, likely, punishment by death. (Side note ... was Mary the first person that every risked her life for Jesus? Interesting.)
In any case, we have the luxury of knowing how the story ends. Mary, at least to our knowledge, did not.
She had to say
yes to an idea that probably went against everything she had expected.
The Savior they had been waiting for was going to be born to a virgin?
In the poor area of Nazareth? To her???
It was her faith against all that. And her faith won.
May God grant all of us just a small portion of our Blessed Mother's faith ...
I hope you are all having a Blessed Advent.