Bearing the Promise
Mary, I praise you.
I marvel at your faithfulness
your wholehearted embrace
of God’s claim on your life.
You sing a magnificent song
of certainty.
If it had been me
I would not have been so accepting,
so confident
so quick to assume
my place in the plan.
You worshipped.
I worried.
You said, behold
I am the handmaid
the servant of the Lord.
I said, whatever this is
I have to research this first.
I need to be logical, look at the facts.
An angel spoke and you listened.
I would like to say I’m learning
to do it your way.
How do I listen?
What will I hear?
