Mary’s Song

Elizabeth sipped her cup of water and thought about the life growing inside of her. To be barren for so long. she thought. Only to conceive now in such a late hour of my life.

She smiled. This child will be someone special. I know this to be true. He will not be a mere merchant or fisherman. No. He will be someone more. God will call him to his service. And, as Samuel of old, my child will say, “Here I am.”

She dwelt on long thoughts of her child and what manner of man he would be.

Her thoughts moved to Zachary, her husband, and her joy diminished. Mute for six months already. He will speak again, if God so wills, but oh! Oh, how I miss hearing his voice. My beloved Zachary.

She heard the light tread of footsteps on the stone floor somewhere behind her. She turned in her seat and saw Mary.

“Cousin Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth gasped as the child in her womb leapt. It wasn’t just a simple kick or a rogue flutter. It was a leap of pure joy. And Elizabeth understood why.

“I have heard your good news.” Mary said. “I have come to help you any way I can.”

“Oh, Mary.” She approached her young cousin and embraced her. “Blessed art thou amongst women.” She released her  and regarded her with joyful tears. “And blessed is the fruit of thy womb. How is it that the mother of my Lord should come to me?”

“How do you know?”

“As soon as the sound of your greeting entered my ears, my child leapt with joy.” She rested her hands on Mary’s shoulders. “And blessed art thou that hast believed, because those things shall be accomplished that were spoken to thee by the Lord.”

Mary pressed her hands against her chest and bowed her head. “My soul doth magnify the Lord and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour.” Her words were like a song and her voice was like music.

“Because he hath regarded the humility of his handmaid. For behold from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed, because He that is mighty hath done great things to me.”

She raised her head. “And holy is His name. And His mercy is from generation unto generations to them that fear Him. He hath showed might in his arm. He hath scattered the proud in the conceit of their heart. He hath put down the mighty from their seat and hath exalted the humble. He hath filled the hungry with good things, and the rich He hath sent empty away. He hath received Israel His servant, being mindful of His mercy. As He spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his seed for ever.”

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