(Sadly, today's song is not on Grooveshark. Here's the youtube link so that you can listen to the song while you read the story.)
I was out one day, and an Angel of the Lord appeared to me. He spoke to me of God's love for me and explained that I would soon conceive a child and that that child would be the Son of God. I asked how this was possible. I was betrothed to a man named Joseph, and was still a virgin. He explained that the Holy Ghost would come upon me. He also explained that my cousin, Elisabeth, had also conceived a child even though she had been told she was unable to have children. I was overwhelmed, but faithful. I said I would accept the Lord's will and be his handmaid.
Joseph, who was to marry me, was doubtful. And who could blame him? I was with child, though I was still a virgin. Seeking comfort, I went to visit my cousin, Elisabeth. She tells me that when I entered the room, she was filled with the spirit and the child in her womb leaped for joy. I stayed with Elisabeth for three months as I waited for word from my betrothed, Joseph. Adultery was punishable by stoning and I was afraid that misunderstanding would lead to such punishment for me. The day that Joseph told me that an Angel had visited him, I was filled with relief. My faith and prayers for his understanding had been answered.
As I progressed through my pregnancy, I was continuously filled with gratitude and joy. From the little flutters of movement in my womb, to the constant presence of the spirit of the Lord, I knew that I carried a great blessing within me and I was humbled by the opportunity to serve my God. Joseph and I were married and I anxiously anticipated the birth of my child. As the days grew closer, we needed to journey to Bethlehem to be taxed. Being very pregnant, any traveling would be uncomfortable, but this journey would take seven days.
Joseph was very kind and caring, he made certain I was as comfortable as possible through the whole trip. Upon arriving to Bethlehem, I knew my baby was soon to come. Though we tried, we could not find an inn to spend the night in. The city was full of people coming to be taxed and the only place we could find room to rest was a stable. I didn't mind, I was grateful for a place to lay down and find some sort of comfort.
Joseph stayed by my side through the whole labor. I also felt the presence of angels surrounding me to bring me peace and strength. At long last, I was able to pick up my child, the Son of God, and wrap him up in swaddling clothes. We filled a manger with hay to create a cradle for him to rest in.
We learn in the scriptures that Mary was the 'chosen vessel', foreordained in the heavens, to be the the mother of Jesus Christ on earth. We, too, are chosen vessels. We won't experience a miraculous conception or give birth to the Son of God, but we are vessels that can experience the miracle of carrying the spirit of Christ with us all our lives. Like Mary, we can be grateful for the opportunities God gives us to serve. We can bring Christ into others lives. This Christmas season, let us remember the spirit of Christmas. Which, truthfully, is the spirit of Christ.
Sources: Mary and Luke 2
Sources: Mary and Luke 2