It’s a wonder Mary didn’t laugh,
Like Sarah at 90 and change,
Or didn’t doubt you, like Moses, Gideon, Zechariah…
The list is long and my name is on it.
Maybe Mary wondered at this,
Your Son brewing in a virgin womb,
But you didn’t strike her mute for the ask.
Maybe she needed her voice for the magnificent.
The Impossible God makes it so,
By flesh and bone and skin and teeth,
In humans so human it hurts.
Human-Lover, reign without end
With high favor we cannot conceive,
Silence us by your acts
And stifle our speech with your overshadow.
(inspired by lesson 5: Luke 1:26-35, 38)