If
the bible were a huge cinematic blockbuster of a film, Mary’s ‘yes’ would be
one of those breathless, luminous moments when the action pauses and the story
turns. Or if it was a roller coaster
ride, this would be the moment at the top of the penultimate section, when the
car has creaked and groaned its way to the very peak of the highest point and
pauses for a heart-stopping moment before beginning the final swooping race
down into the final sections, adrenaline pumping again, wheels barely holding
the tracks.
Mary’s
yes stands in a long line of yeses throughout the Bible, a long line of pauses
before action: Abrhaam’s unquestioning
faith in offering his son, Moses’ hesitant stammering before returning to Egypt,
Gideon’s fleeces before battle, and so on.
Each moment, a moment on which the world turns, a moment when mankind’s
will meets God’s plan and a new chapter begins.
But
there is something different about Mary’s ‘let it be’. Mary is not being asked by God to go out and
do; Mary is being asked to allow God to become in her. Up until this moment the story has mostly
been an action film, full of kings and soldiers and heroic battles. In contrast the start of Mary’s chapter is a
love story, an acceptance of a task which is peculiarly intimate and
self-denying which will change the world.
And
yet this is not a passive task. Bearing
a child involves holding a space in which the other can become. The womb is no flimsy receptacle but the
softest and yet the strongest of muscles, capable of great gentleness, holding,
nurturing; and yet strong enough to protect the fragile new life and then give
birth.
The
child that is to be, until he is weaned, is completely dependent on the
mother’s nourishment, bone of her bone, flesh of her flesh, and yet is also
entirely other – a different person, a different essence yet made of the same
stuff. There is sacrifice here of one’s
own being for the sake of another.
Neither
is this a task without the risk of loss.
Anyone who has ever tried to have a child and failed will know how vulnerable
one has to be, opening one’s heart to an overwhelming love and risking losing
it all in a heart-beat.
On
top of this, Mary faces social ruin, the loss of husband and family, the risk
of losing her life even, as punishment for infidelity. This is no easy ‘yes’ but a whole-life, risky
response to God’s call.
WH
Vanstone in his book ‘Love’s endeavour, love’s reward’ talks about how love
that is authentic is limitless, precarious and vulnerable. This is what we see
embodied in this story of Mary’s ‘let it be’, her response to God’s limitless,
precarious, vulnerable love is to offer herself in intimate recognition of his
love for the world.
Mary
offers all that she has to give – physically, emotionally and spiritually – to
allow God to work in her the miracle of becoming incarnate.
How
ready are we today to make ourselves this vulnerable to God’s infinite love for
his world, to be given a task which doesn’t call for the response of action and
adventure and excitement but for the task of hope-full receptivity to the precarious
thing that God is doing in and through us?
Not to passive inaction but to the radical holding of a space in which
God can become, sacrificing ourselves a little at a time to the new thing that
is coming into being?
And when the time comes will we have the
strength not to hold on to the thing that God has created in and through us but
to let it go, to give it the freedom that it has to have to do the thing that
God has called it into being for, even though, in the letting go, it will feel
as though a sword has pierced our own souls.
May
God give us the strength to respond ‘let it be’ in our own lives today. Amen