This all started on a quiet, still night, during a time when expectations were pregnant with hope and the Almighty was ready to act and to make the fullness of time complete.
In the sixth month, the angel Gabriel came to a virgin in the town of Nazareth and the darkness was pierced by blionding rays of light, rays of ligth that shone into the young girl’s eyes and the spoken words of an angel.
A descending dove with rays of light, breaking the silence of that night focusing intense energy on her mind and heart.
She has been chosen and is destined for a life of reverence.
“Do not be afraid, you have found favor with God, you among all women, he has chosen you to cpocieve and bear a son who will save God’s people from their sins…”
She, in a state of wonder, said..,
“How can this be? Since I have never known a man?”
The Angel answered her…
“All things are possible with God! The Holy Spirit will come upon you and you will concieve.”
God will become flesh,
dwelling in you,
concieved in human form,
made to dwell in your womb,
Now, time amd space and eternity combine ot make all things new.
Flesh and blood, born of a woman, to take hte throne of David and to crush the serpent’s skull,
you are the new Ark, the fullfillment of God’s law, carrier of the bread of life.
You are the new Eve, woman, who will renew creation,
this birth will be God’s salvation and your life will be honored for all generations.
Nothing with God is impossible, even now, your cousin is with child.
She, Elizabeth, who was once thought barren is carrying a child, one who will cry out in the desert, to all with ears to hear, to all who are lost, to all who long to hear God’s voice, he will fulfill the word of the prophet and baptize with water.
God will be with him and will never leave him, through him the blind will see, the lame will walk, the mighty wil be made low and the lowly will be made migthy.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Holy Mary, Queen Mother.
Holy Mary, Carrier of the Bread of Life.
Holy Mary, personified Ark of the Covenant.
Holy Mary, Theotokos.
When he had finished speaking the angel left her.
T.S. Deary
10/1/22 – 11/5/22
Pictures Assembled From Memory 