Imagine……
Your whole life ahead
Plans made about to be wed
But someone else had a different plan instead
Dread
Imagine
Everything changed in one single minute
From an unlikely and breath-taking earthbound visit
A message of a life changing request
But how can anyone call this blessed?
Imagine
Knowing this would bring such pain
Of relationships lost and inexplicable shame
Judgement, confusion and disbelief
Plans of a future lost in fear and grief
Imagine
She would have to tell the one
She loved more than all, that she was having a son
A son that wouldn’t reflect his face
And send her spinning in judgement and disgrace
But four hundred years of silence broken
With the most hopeful words that have ever been spoken
God is giving his very best
And through fear and trepidation Mary said yes
Mary didn’t know the plan
Holding the saviour from before time began
Mary chosen from humble estate
To carry the gift the world awaits
Mary did you know what laid ahead
That you would hold the saviour that bled?
The angel came to bring the news
Blesséd Mary, the Lord with you
Proclaiming the most awaited birth
That our God would come down to Earth
A message of a life changing request
How can anyone call this blessed?
But what if those that we called blessed
Were not the ones the world impressed
If Blessed were those who are poor in spirit
To inherit a kingdom beyond human limit
Those who mourn for loved ones lost
As Mary would know at unfathomable cost
The day her son is lifted on high
The only child born to die
If Blessed were those that are humble and meek
The ones cast off that the world calls weak
But hunger and thirst for righteousness
Above any ambition or worldly success
Like this little baby yet to be born
The fabric of history yet to be torn
As Mary carries unbounded potential
The impact to come,
Exponential
Mary would hold him through love and persistence
But his tiny hands would hold her in existence
The baby she bears shaking history
As God now reveals his mystery
The angel said ‘Do not fear
The saviour of the world is here’
The Holy child of Israel
God is with us
Immanuel
He has come to take on that shame
Because he holds a higher name
Here he is, the one who frees us
And so we bow at the name of Jesus
For us to say it is well
God is with us
Immanuel
Mary were you sure
When you knocked on Joseph’s door?
This is just lovely