Sunday, December 8, 2024

The First Christian

Chapter 8 The First Christian

From Other Little Ships

With fear and awe he received Him into an unsuspecting world. And with trembling hands he placed Him into her weary arms.

She gazed lovingly down into His searching face and thought more clearly than she had since this amazing journey began, "I believe."

We Protestants are a little skittish around Mary. Because of dogma we hesitate loving and adoring her as much as our Catholic brethren. But one of the greatest areas in which my own faith has grown in recent years has come from rethinking Christmas.

No, I don't think that Mary is divine . . . but almost. I don't pray to her . . . but if she overhears my prayers as they are broadcast in Heaven I'm sure that she hears with understanding and compassion.

I fell in love with this precious woman for the very first time about four years ago. I heard Michael English sing Mark Lowry's song Mary, Did You Know? and I was hooked into seeing the Savior through her eyes. That point of view has changed my life.

"Mary, did you know that your baby boy was Lord of all creation?

Mary, did you know that your baby boy would one day rule the nations?

Did you know that your baby boy Has walked where angels trod?

And when you kiss your little baby, You kiss the face of God?"

The arms of angels ached to hold her heavenly (now earthly) charge. But they would never know the joy. And her baby slept peacefully in the safest place in the entire universe -- at the breast of the very first Christian.

I join the salutation of the angel Gabriel, "Hail, Mary, full of grace, The Lord is with thee! Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, JESUS." Luke 1:28, 30, 31

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