‘Mary did you know, that your baby boy would one day walk on water?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will save our sons and daughters?’
As we go into the new year, we can never know exactly what God has planned for us and I don’t think anything demonstrates this better than the Christmas story we’ve likely so recently heard, like every other year. This past year, I have had the privilege to be part of some really amazing things, particularly being part of the Christian Union, and I often find myself praying about the logistics of each event because after all, if we’re doing things to serve our God, we don’t want logistical issues to stand in our way. Surely God’s on board with our attempts at Kingdom building and wants things to run smoothly for us too. Then I started to wonder if Mary ever prayed for similar things when given her particular task. Did she pray that it would be an easy journey to deliver the Lord of all? Did she pray that she could keep the Son of God from all harm? Did she pray that God would provide for her to be able to treat her baby like the King he is?
Mary probably didn’t want logistical issues to stand in the way of the biggest day of her life and indeed history, and yet we never seem to question the plan behind her story.
‘Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod?
When you kiss your little baby, you kiss the face of God’.
God came to earth as a baby, born in a feeding trough in a barn, not because things didn’t go to plan, but because things went exactly to someone else’s. God came to earth as a baby and experienced every human experience to be at one with the poor and mean and lowly, to unite with the little, weak and helpless. Much like when he reduced Gideon’s army and with the man born blind, God both planned and used the apparent mishaps and difficulties to show His glory. There are very few babies that can rule nations and only God could contain His full uncontainable self into a tiny baby. Humility comes as a tiny baby, laid in a manger, outside on a cold night, gazing up at the stars he placed. It’s time to stop praying that things will be easy.
‘Did you know that your baby boy is Heaven’s perfect lamb?
That sleeping child you’re holding is the great I AM’.
I have no idea what this year has in store for me. This year, my new year’s resolution is to try and laugh every day. To enjoy being part of a plan that I don’t have to make. To continue to skip through life and stumble across the good times and try to be more spontaneous. To not just accept that I don’t know what’s going to happen but to embrace it and be excited about that. To learn to give up control.
Mary never once turned back and I don’t want to either 🙂