With thoughts growing pensive I sat and watched
The Nativity Story with my family. Although I did not care for some of the character portrayal in the movie, I realized that there really is much that we do not know. Much left to wonder about, and I found myself wondering.
Such an awesome, unbelievable gift bestowed on Mary, and yet, such a human, physical, real life sacrifice. Not just a good story but a life that was lived out in the day to day reality, and I wondered. I wondered if, as the movie portrayed, that the very parents of Mary did not believe her. I wonder even now how she felt as she faced the accusing eyes of those who looked her way with scorn and judgment, ignorant of the truth. I wonder how she must have felt when those she had walked among would not look her way but cast their eyes downward. I wonder if there were a few, maybe just a few, who wrapped their arms around her and loved her nonetheless. Ah, but how good God is. He did not leave Mary to stand alone but sent an angel to Joseph and shared the news, resolving the issue of distrust. Oh yes, Elizabeth also knew. Her babe leaped in her womb and she was filled with the Holy Spirit and blessed Mary. Oh, how Mary must have felt to hear the
words Elizabeth spoke.
As the movie neared the end and Mary sat holding the very Child of God, I could not help but think toward what would come. I believe that it was somehow enough ~ God had graced Mary and showed her favor ~ and in the end this brought her through the realities of every day life, of everyday strife, of the heartache, of her lack of complete understanding, when she hid things in her heart and pondered them, in the darkest of days when she watched her son die ~ die for her, for all mankind ~ and her son, the very Son of God became her Saviour.
Again I wonder, what life was like for Mary after this ~ and I believe it was enough, enough to carry her through until she joined her Saviour, the very Son of God, in glory.