Friday, December 7, 2012

Can't Possibly

“The angel Gabriel
from heaven came
with wings as drifted snow
and eyes as flame,
''All hail to thee,
O lowly maiden Mary,
most highly favored lady.
“The Angel Gabriel From Heaven Came”
Basque origin, author unknown
translated by Charles Bordes
France, 19th century

The angel Gabriel had good news for Mary, the most wonderful news anyone would ever hear: the long-promised Messiah is finally coming to earth. The catch? Mary would the one to give birth to Him. Mary was a child herself when Gabriel told her that she, then an unmarried virgin of about 13 years old, would bear a son who is Christ the LORD.

You and I aren't face to face with angels and their flaming eyes, nor are we being asked to give birth to the Son of God, but we still can feel like too much is being asked of us. We can't possibly endure this pain forever; we can't possibly live without our loved one who died; we can't possibly fight the cancer we're diagnosed with; we can't possibly...

Was there a part of Mary that wanted to gape up into Gabriel’s flame-like eyes and tell him he was crazy? That he's got the wrong girl? That he's got to be kidding?! Maybe. But she still said, "Let it be to me according to your word." (Luke 1:26-38) Faith doesn't mean we’re not scared. It means we know God loves us no matter what. Trust—like love—is an act of will borne from faith, not a feeling.

“It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.”
"The Annunciation of Mary"
Henry Ossawa Tanner

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