This Advent season as I cuddle with my own newborn son I can’t help but think of Mary. I think of her kneeling over the small, meek manger. I imagine her gentling lifting him to hold him tight and protect him from the chill of the night’s air.
I wonder what she would have been thinking. I bet it’s safe to say she spent a few long moments just staring at him, soaking up the miracle of life, of motherhood, and of the innocence that is reflected in each newborn’s face. She probably smelled the top of his tiny head and hoped that she would never forget the sweet aroma or the tenderness of that moment. She may have sat in the corner of that sacred barn turned holy ground and for a moment tried to forget the trials which awaited them outside of their shelter. For although she had been chosen, set apart to care for the Divine Infant, she was also a young, new mom holding her child for the first time.
In the days and weeks that followed, in their exodus to Egypt, did she miss her mom? As she traveled with Joseph did she wish that she had a veteran mom to discuss the how to’s of caring for a new baby? Did she have a sweet nickname for young Jesus….. maybe “my dear” or “sweet love”?
This week as we await next weekend’s celebration of His birth let us pause to ponder to the reality of a baby sent to save to the world and of the woman asked to care for him during his vulnerable infancy.
The following rendition of “Mary Did You Know?” is nothing fancy. The video is of two contractors singing to Our Mother with beautiful voices, using gifts given to them by God to honor His mother… and ours.