Pondering: In the days after the birth, Mary surely
ponders
This advent I have posted
reflections centering around the idea of Mary as an older woman looking back at
her life and the remarkable ways God worked through her.
On Christmas Eve at St. Paul’s
United Church of Christ at Woodstock I suggested that Mary was asking each of
us to do our own remembering.
How has God touched your
life?
When were the times you
were willing to say “yes” to God?
Who have been the unexpected
messengers of God in your
life?
I also shared a second poem I wrote
this Holy Season. I share it now with
you.
Mary Ponders
Life moves more slowly
now
More yesterdays
Than tomorrows
Memories fill hours and
days
Fragments of time past
Glimpses of times lost
Sunshine and laughter
Children playing, bodies growing, dreams consuming
Interrupted
Reinterpreted
Gabriel’s
life-changing
childhood-ending
blessing-giving
Visit
For unto
you a son is given
Given
Not sought after
Not planned for
Not anticipated
Given
yet a child, now a woman
Given
Elizabeth’s wise counsel
Joseph’s patient concern
My soul
magnifies the Lord,
and my
spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
for he has
looked with favor on
the
lowliness of his servant.
Surely,
from now on all generations will call me blessed;
for the
Mighty One has done
great
things for me,
and holy
is his name.
Why the
dislocation? Why the registration?
Rome’s authority
reaching to the lowliest in the Empire.
Unrelenting
Unforgiving
Unnecessary
Taking
Our crops to feed their Empire
Taking
Our coins to fill their purses
Taking
Our hope to glorify the Caesar
His mercy
is for those who fear him
from
generation to generation.
He has
shown strength with his arm;
He has
scattered the proud in the
thoughts
of their hearts.
He has
brought down the powerful from their thrones,
and lifted
up the lowly;
he has filled
the hungry with good things,
and sent
the rich away empty.
He has
helped his servant Israel,
in
remembrance of his mercy,
according
to the promise he made to our ancestors,
to Abraham
and to his
descendants
forever.
Travel becoming more
difficult now
More people
Less room
Memories of an
animal-scented cave surround me like a cocoon protecting the life within me
waiting, waiting, waiting
God’s emerging
Light revealing
Hope unveiling
Promise keeping
Life transforming
Birthing
Do not be afraid;
for see – I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: to you
is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord.
Memories fill the
hours, the days
Fragments of times past
Glimpses of Holy Grace
Mary treasured
all these words and pondered them in her heart.
Clara Young, Christmas Eve 2016
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