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Misfit Mary, Quite Contrary

Misfit Mary, Quite Contrary

Last night, one of my confirmation students made a startling discovery.

Mary, the mother of Jesus, was just about, or exactly, her age when the angel revealed what Mary carried inside. 

I love that.  It never gets old--that look of insight, the jaw drop, the Oprah “ah-ha” moment.  Mary could have been me.  My age.  In middle school.  That’s nuts.

Even more unbelievable is what Mary said in the face of this life-changing news.  In the spirit of Hannah, Mary declared: “My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior.”  Talk about surprising.  Contrarian, even.  A young girl, faced with news that would sink a ship, and she has the gumption to praise God anyway.  Misfit Mary, quite contrary.

I’m in a contrary mood these days—but not because I’m about to burst into song.  I’m two tender weeks into a major loss.  My mom died the day after Thanksgiving, and for reasons I don’t understand I can’t make it through Target without bursting into tears.  It’s not the Grinch who lives inside, resenting other people’s happiness or holiday festivity.  I just wish they weren’t so loud, so ubiquitous, so that I could buy my groceries in peace without hearing Bing Crosby longing for home.

Advent is for such ones: for all those who find themselves in the gaps between what was, what is, and what could be.  You’re not alone, if that’s where you are this year.  In a contrary place. 

I’m with you, for one.  And I think Misfit Mary stands with us.  And those sisters, joy and sorrow, join us too.

Who knows?  We all might just praise God, anyway.

~SH

Lux Venit

Lux Venit

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