By: Abby Randolph
I often think about the girl Mary was. We know that she was a young girl between the ages of 12 and 14, living in Nazareth. We know that she was betrothed to a kind, quiet man named Joseph, as it was customary for girls to marry early back then.
But often I wonder about HER. I like to think that she smiled a lot and was quick to laugh. I think that she looked into your eyes, like she was looking into your soul, as she listened to you. Perhaps she always took a long time to get water from the well because she was asking all the other women how they were and would get caught up listening to them as they poured out their hearts. It would be an hour or two before she even began to lug the heavy water jug home, the water sloshing out of the sides onto her tunic. I bet she didn’t think much about the weight of the jug or her soaking tunic as she prayed for each of those women by name.
Mary was probably someone to whom all the little children instinctively went. Leaning against her legs, they gazed into her eyes as she looked down at them. They’d hug her and want to be held by her, listening as she told them how beautiful and loved they were. I think she was everyone’s favorite person.
I think she did everything set before her with gentleness, most likely always praying under her breath or fervently in the depths of her heart. She was thoughtful and careful and faithful as she lived her life. In fact, she was probably just going about her day, cleaning, preparing the evening meal, or maybe she had just returned from the well, when the angel Gabriel appeared to her.
Her response, “Let it be done to me according to your word,” was the start of the Be Love Revolution here on earth and was something I feel like Mary prayed over and over throughout the rest of her life: as she made the long journey to Bethlehem, as she stood out in the cold with no room at the inn, as she gave birth to the Son of God in a stable, as Joseph woke her in the middle of the night to flee to Egypt, and as she lost Jesus for three days during a trip home from Jerusalem. She continued to pray this as she let Jesus go to begin His public ministry, as she heard what was being said about Him, as she found out that He had been arrested, and as she journeyed with Him to Calvary and stood at the foot of His cross as He died.
As I watched The Passion of Christ on Good Friday this year, I was particularly drawn to the portrayal of Mary. You could see her heart break as Jesus was scourged and I turned to my grandmother and with tears in my eyes asked, “How could she watch her son suffer like that!?!” My grandma looked back to me and said, “How could she not?”
Mary knew how to love. She knew what it meant to love. She knew that sometimes when it was hardest to love, it was the most important. She chose over and over to say “yes” to everything God put in front of her, just like her precious Son. She is such an incredible example of what it means to be a Revolutionary of Love.
She was just a teenager when God asked her to do something great. Right now, God is calling YOU to do something great. He probably isn’t calling you to bear the Son of God, flee to Egypt, or watch your Son die for the sins of the whole world, but He is calling you to love. He is calling you to say “yes” to love. He is calling you to love each and every person in front of you. Now is your chance to answer. What will you say?
Song recommendation: “Let it Be Done” by His Own