Aren’t there annunciations
of one sort or another
in most lives?
Nine months from today is Christmas. Which is not a reminder for the type-As among us to start shopping. Instead it’s a day for us to reflect on what it meant for a young, poor Jewish girl to say yes to a strange messenger who brought her even stranger news.
Today’s Feast of the Annunciation can seem grandiose, unique, long ago in once upon a time. But I think the beauty of today lies in recognizing all the small ways we are invited to respond to God’s call. As this reflection points out, perhaps the only way that Mary could muster up the strength to say yes was because this was already a habit in her life:
How did Mary know it was God’s voice, God’s will, God at all? I’m guessing it had to do with a practice already in place, with an embracing of silence and an immersing in God’s word.
As I quoted at the beginning, Denise Levertov has a beautiful poem on the Annunciation that you can check out here. She gets to the heart of Mary’s yes, of her sinlessness, of the miracle of the Incarnation, without one sounding preachy or dogmatic. Thank God for poetry.
…we are told of meek obedience. No one mentions
The engendering Spirit
did not enter her without consent.
She was free
to accept or to refuse, choice
integral to humanness.