I was born of Ann and Joachim in Nazareth. The Lord smiled upon me and filled my days with light. I served in the Temple. When I had grown it was deigned I should marry a man called Joseph, and I awaited this day. And then, there came the great golden light of God's messenger, a flood of music and power stronger than the rapture of morning prayer, and it shook me in my core, and the angel hailed me. Blessed, it said I was. Next that I would bring forth the very son of God, the child who would reign over the house of Jacob, whose kingdom would have no end. That day how I shook! First in fear, and then in joy, for the Lord had chosen me, an impoverished, low creature. Being but a handmaid, I did kneel before the designation and take it, and I praised Him therefore, with joy spilling out of my heart.
So I birthed him and watched him grow, daily about the work of His Father. And from the beginning, always in His eyes there stirred unfathomable depth. In His every game of infancy, His every song of childhood - praising God. When the day came that He bore His cross, and His heart and body were broken open, such torture I have never known! His blood poured out in rivers. My heart felt those nails drive into it, my own heart was carved with those lashes.
But the Kairos was fulfilled. He rose. It was all to the glory of God, and now, from the vantage point of eternity, I look upon my children and tell you to have faith. My Son will apply the fruits of cross to your wounds.
Only trust.
