Yesterday, the History Channel replayed “The Bible” series. The series had originally aired March 3 through Easter Sunday (March 31) of this year.
Once again, I was captivated by the events of the bible being so dynamically played out on my television screen.
Unfortunately, I could not sit and watch the series all day because I had a schedule to adhere to for the day. As I was preparing to leave the house, the scene where Mary tries to explain to Joseph that her pregnancy was “God’s work” was playing.
My mind switched to how my name, Marilyn, is a derivative of the name Mary. Mary (and Marilyn) means “exalted of God” and also “beloved of God”.
Such a perfect name for the mother of Jesus!
Throughout the day, I thought of what it would have been like to be the mother of Jesus.
How does a mother respond to a child who will someday be the Savior of not only the world, but her as well?
Does she become overwhelmed with humility to have been the vessel God chose to carry such a magnificent gift to the world? I’m sure she did.
When I was pregnant with my children, I loved to talk to them. Can you imagine the conversation Mary must have had with Jesus while he grew on the inside of her tummy?
“You are the Messiah; the living God, moving and breathing on the inside of me.”
Whew! Gives me goosebumps just imagining Jesus Almighty living on the inside of me.
He is the Messiah; the living God, moving and breathing on the inside of me…today!
The difference is Mary knew her Son was born to die.
He would die to save the souls of all of humanity.
There is a scene in the movie where Mary follows Jesus to Calvary. She looks on as her Son is beaten, tormented, and nailed to a cross.
My heart is heavy for Mary.
His years of playing in the sand, following her to the well to draw water, and watching him help Joseph make furniture to sell to the townsmen are suddenly flashing before her eyes.
She remembers His kicks, changing His diapers, and bathing Him all in a flash. Now, he’s stripped naked, his clothes sold for money, and he’s bleeding from every inch of His body while His body is nailed to a cross.
And she can’t do anything to save Him.
She knows this is the will of God for her Son’s life.
It’s no wonder her name means “exalted/beloved of God”. God didn’t make a mistake when He chose Mary to be Jesus’ earthly mother.
I reflect on how our names are similar and I wonder, could I have been Mary and endured the weight of having a Savior born to me, but then watch Him die?
I don’t know if I’m that strong.
So today I’m grateful to Mary, because God could have chosen any vessel, but He chose her.
Please take time to listen to Vanessa Bell Armstrong sing her version of “Mary Did You Know” here.
May His love overwhelm you,