What was in Mary’s heart as the birth of Jesus was drawing near? This young girl, soon to be a Mother for the first time, probably so frightened at the thought of what was to come. Similar to other expectant Mothers; excited, anxious, unsure of what labor would bring, and yet unlike any Mother before or after her, for she had the secret knowledge that the Savior of the world was gestating inside of her.
As this babe grew within her swollen belly, did she wonder and worry why God had chosen her? “Why me Lord,” she may have pondered to herself. “Can I possibly be worthy to raise your only begotten Son?” What a mystifying and perplexing range of emotions she must have gone through.
And yet … Mary never stopped trusting. From the very moment that the angel Gabriel first appeared, she willingly and lovingly trusted in God’s most divine plan. Her faith never waivered and she believed in her heart that she was chosen for the holiest of purposes.
As those nine long months turned into only weeks, and then days, the enormity of what was soon to happen could not have been lost on her. The world may not have known who would be born on that holy and starry night, but she herself understood. Mary knew that this babe, waiting to make His entrance, would redeem all of mankind.
The heart of Mary was trusting, and pure, and joyful, and she tenderly carried this child of hers, child of God’s, so that He could be born to save us all.