“I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left her. Luke 1:38 NIV
I think of her every year on Christmas and Easter; sometimes in between. I imagine Mary’s life as seen through her eyes. A young woman, chosen by God to birth and mother the Savior (see Luke 1:35). A mother who watched her grown up son abused, beaten, and hung on a cross as a criminal.
There are many aspects to her story. We can delve into Mary as a mother, a wife, a disciple of Jesus and more. But what strikes me most this Easter season is Mary’s trust in God. When the angel visited this teenage virgin, Mary could have chosen to resist the will of God, instead, she chose to trust. She walked each day with eyes of trust- even as she followed her son on His walk to the Cross (see John 19:25).
1a : assured reliance on the character, ability, strength, or truth of someone or something
b : one in which confidence is placed
2a : dependence on something future or contingent: hope
Mary’s trust in God resonates deeply with me these days. Not because I trust as she did, but because I don’t. Oftentimes, I do not view my life through trust-filled eyes. I ruminate on the untrustworthiness of those I’ve loved. I worry about the future. I take things into my own hands before seeking the Lord. It has been especially challenging these weeks of Lent because I suspect God is leading me to a deeper place of dependence. He continues to knock down my trust-borders. I DO NOT LIKE IT.Continue Reading