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May It Be to Me as You Have Said

 


She was barely a teenager…just a young girl.

I don't know about you, but each Christmas season, I choose a character from the Nativity to ponder -- to know better. And this year, I've pondered Mary. She's been quite fascinating to study.

Oh, I certainly don't pray to Mary -- that would be idolatry. Wasn't it Daniel who refused to pray to any god or man except the one true God? God honored this and rescued Daniel from a den of lions for his obedience. No way would I dishonor God by praying to Mary or anyone else other than Him. Besides, those prayers wouldn't go anywhere!

I certainly don't consider her to be sinless. That would totally defeat the purpose of God's sent Messiah. After all, what kind of victory would it be if He "said no" to sin when He didn't even have that sin nature within Him to battle against?

And I certainly don't place her equal with Jesus Christ. She would be appalled -- disgusted -- horrified at that!

But I certainly DO believe there's a reason that Mary is a part of the Christmas story -- and a part of Scripture. She has a story to tell that's all her own. A story of mystery -- a story of obedience, of being humiliated, of standing firm, of surrender, and of love.

Have you ever studied who Mary was?

I would have loved to have grown up with her -- to have known her personality. Was she outgoing? Shy? Did she love to laugh? Did she even like to play tricks on her siblings, her friends? Did she honor her parents, even when she disagreed with them?

How did she handle doing all those chores? After all, the boys were allowed to go to school, but not the girls. There was just too much to learn about running a household and caring for children.

But her Mom and Dad obviously taught her the Word of God. When she rejoiced at the coming Messiah -- her own Son -- she praised the Father with Scripture. Scripture she had memorized! Scripture she lived by.

I would have loved to have been a mom when she was a mom -- to have watched her and marveled at her relationship with the Son. I would have loved to have grown old with her, as she grew old with the knowledge that old Simeon had given her, long ago, when he said,

A sword will pierce your own soul…(Luke 2:35)

How did she handle the grief? Was she tempted to be bitter at all towards God the Father?

How did she react toward her own Son when she didn't completely understand Him?

How did she handle her other children when they refused to believe in Jesus, their brother, as the Messiah? What did she say when they spoke ill of Him, when they disagreed with Him…when they were ashamed of Him?

What kept her from just lying down and giving up at the foot of the cross, when Jesus breathed His last? How could she go on? How could she continue to love mankind?

Did she just want to lie in the dirt, and die?

When Jesus asked John to take care of her…where were her other children?

What was it about her that caused the Father to choose her?

How it must have been for Mary to marvel at being chosen to be the mother of Christ! How she must have marveled at holding her Baby for the first time -- so tiny, and so gorgeously dark.

As Jewish culture dictated, she would have rubbed her baby in salt. It was a tradition -- a sign -- that the Baby would be raised to have integrity -- to be honest and true in all things.

Little did she know that years later, Jesus would call His followers the salt of the earth…

You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men(Matthew 5:13)

And when she rubbed him in salt as a newborn, she certainly didn't think about the fact that His integrity would take Him to the cross…that He would be the Salt so many longed for, but that few actually savored…

Her "chosen-ness" came with a bitter cup. Could she handle it? God the Father knew she could. Or she wouldn't have been chosen.

After baby Jesus was rubbed in salt, Mary swaddled Him, tightly, with His arms gently pinned to His side. This, too, was a Jewish tradition -- a sign that this Baby would be raised to be humble before God the Father -- that He would bow even to be obedient to death…death on a cross.

Jesus would bow to the One who knows all things…to the One who had chosen Who was to be the Messiah…

…and who was to be His mother.

So, why?

Why did the Father choose Mary for the mother of His Son?

I believe it was because of the words that came from her heart -- 9 little words…

May it be to me as You have said.

Are you willing to do anything for the Father? Are you willing to accept His choice for you?

Usually those things He calls us to do are tough, joy-filled, heart-fulfilling and heart-breaking.

It's a bitter cup.

What has the Father asked you to do?

Several years ago, a dear friend of ours was diagnosed with a very serious disease. It was a disease that would eventually leave her weak and disabled. She had small children at the time, and upon hearing the news, I was desperately trying to think of the words she might need to hear for encouragement and perseverance.

But instead she had words of encouragement for me...

"I am so thankful for this disease!" she told us, with tears in her eyes. "Finally, I have a chance to stand strong for Christ! I have a testimony -- through this God will strengthen my faith! I will be joyful through my affliction, and I will be able to be a witness for Him!

I could hear Mary's words through my friend's heart attitude…

May it be to me as You have said.

I have another friend who has had numerous miscarriages. Struggling to keep the bitterness away, she took her sorrow each time to the Father. She even told Him, "Father, I don't understand. But whether you give us a baby or not, I will follow You, with all of my heart."

Again, I can hear within her heart…

May it be to me as You have said.

Another is a missionary friend, whose husband died when they had just barely arrived on the field. He was bitten by a mosquito and died the next day. She could have run back to the United States and wallowed in self-pity and sorrow. No one would have faulted her. But she chose to stay, to serve the people God had called her to, and to persevere, in Jesus' name.

Again, may it be to me as You have said.

Has this ever been your heart cry?

God had a plan for young Mary long ago. She embraced it wholeheartedly, praising the Father with Scripture, even in the midst of humiliation, trials, and uncertainty.

You, too, are chosen…or else you wouldn't be here, on this earth. God doesn't create something without a purpose.

But your "chosen-ness" might come with a bitter cup. Can you handle it?

God the Father knows you can.

Or you wouldn't be here…and you wouldn't be chosen.



Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be.
But the angel said to her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God.
You will be with child and give birth to a son,
And you are to give him the name Jesus."
"How will this be?" Mary asked the angel…
The angel answered, "The Holy Spirit will come upon you,
And the power of the Most High will overshadow you.
So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God…
For nothing is impossible with God."
"I am the Lord's servant," Mary answered, "May it be to me as You have said."

Luke 1:29-38




 








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