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Mary, Did You Know...?

I love Christmas time.  It's the "most wonderful time of the year," and my favourite holiday.  I love the hustle bustle, the bold reds and golds and greens that seem to colour up the most boring spaces at malls and offices, and the glorious Christmas carols being crooned by artists old and new.

One particular carol that really gets my tear ducts working (and they're on overdrive anyway), is the song "Mary, Did You Know?"  I've always loved the carol but this year, it resonates a little more with my own heart.  I think about the fears and anxieties of bearing this little one, and I ponder on her future and on whether or not my heart will be able to withstand some of the hard and painful life lessons she'll have to learn through experience one day.  And then I think of Mary, who was probably 20 years my junior when she was with child.  Her heart as a mom was probably no different from mine or yours, but she had to hear Simeon's hard words about her Son's fate.  She had to live every day with the knowledge that though Jesus came through her, He didn't belong to her - He was God Incarnate, and He belonged to the Father.  She had to have known that His days would be hard, because He came for the very purpose of glorifying the Father and redeeming the world from sin.

Oh how that must have made her heart weep for her baby!  Her precious little infant, whom she probably whispered to while He was in her womb, and who she rocked to sleep on restless nights while humming lullabies.  The same babe whom she probably laughed in surprise at when He wiggled in her tummy, and whose adorable hiccups brought smiles to her face.  

Thank God for giving us Jesus, but oh what a sacrifice it must have been for the Father, and for Mary.

Mary, did you know
That your baby boy will one day walk on water?
Did you know
That your baby boy will save our sons and daughters?
Did you know
That your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you've delivered
Will soon deliver you

Mary, did you know
That your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?
Did you know
That your baby boy will calm a storm with His hand?
Did you know
That your baby boy has walked where angels trod?
And when you kiss your little boy
You've kissed the face of God

Mary, did you know?
The blind will see
The deaf will hear
And the dead will live again
The lame will leap
The dumb will speak
The praises of the Lamb

Mary, did you know
That your baby boy is Lord of all creation?
Did you know
That your baby boy will one day rules the nations?
Did you know
That your baby boy is heaven's perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you're holding
Is the Great I Am


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