December 18
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Unspeakable Joy

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Now at this time Mary arose and went in a hurry to the hill country, to a city of Judah, and entered the house of Zacharias and greeted Elizabeth. When Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the baby leaped in her womb; and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit... And she cried out with a loud voice and said, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb! And how has it happened to me, that the mother of my Lord would come to me? For behold, when the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby leaped in my womb for joy. And blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what had been spoken to her by the Lord.”
Luke 1:39-45

UNSPEAKABLE JOY 
I’m a sucker for Christmas and all the cultural trimmings. I love the smells, the lights, and I shop for stocking stuffers year-round. And I am moved yearly by meditating on the squalling sweet baby wrapped in swaddling cloth and lying in the manger, and by meditating on his young mother and dreaming father. Babies are such a gentle, hopeful motif in general, and this babe is literally the Hope of this dark world.

But for all the sweetness, Christmas is really quite fierce.

In this Bible passage, we have the two pregnant mothers and their two inutero babes, meeting and praising God for what He has done. The event is full of powerful action, with Mary getting up and hurrying into the hills and greeting Elizabeth, with Elizabeth yelling her greeting back, accompanied by her baby leaping for joy inside of her! And of course, Mary’s faith in believing that what the angel has said to her will be fulfilled, is the most powerful action of all. There is great happy vigor all around.

Jesus and his cousin, John, still fetuses in this story, are yet both clearly present as themselves. Baby John the Baptist is leaping for joy in his mother’s womb at the presence of the Lord whom he will follow and die for. Here we see the prophet already established as a person by God and recognized by his parents, acting with intention: “leaping for joy” inside of his mom. And Jesus the Messiah is established as Himself, too, with Elizabeth calling Mary, “the mother of my Lord.”

And we see the joy of the pregnant women echoing the joy of the baby prophet John at the presence of the Lord Jesus in His mother’s womb. The long-promised Messiah has come to His people! Joy to the world!

Pregnant Mary mirrors for us what the Church will become. She is the model disciple already: waiting for God’s Word with a prepared heart, receiving and believing God’s Word, and in faith obeying and yielding to God. Then she carries Christ inside of her, literally having Him ‘formed in her,’ a picture that the Apostle Paul will use in his letter to the Galatians years later: “My little children for whom I am again in the anguish of childbirth until Christ is formed in you.” (4:19) The Church carries Christ, and like Mary, brings witness of His life in us, demonstrating Him to everyone.

Yet death is looming throughout this story.

John will die a violent death in prison, beheaded by the thoughtless promise of a lust-driven ruler who doesn’t want to lose face in front of his partying friends, tricked by a wicked older woman who uses her nubile young daughter as political currency. Mary will see this. Jesus will die a torturous death on the cross, His lifeblood gushing from His wounds onto the chalice of the Judean earth. And Mary will see this.

So even as the joy of the two women’s voices echo the joy of the infant John inside his mother, we are aware that Mary’s baby is “The Lord” of them all. And it will take His death to give birth to us all. And Mary will see this. Mary will see the birth of the Church. And here then is Jesus’ joy: “For the joy set before Him, He endured the cross…” We are His joy.
Betsy Barber, Associate Professor of Spirituality and Psychology

LORD, At this holy season of the year, may we, like John the Baptist, leap for Joy as your coming draws near. The thought that you love us, that we are your joy, is in turn. joy unspeakable and full of glory! Amen.

Mary & Elizabeth
Karen Schmidt

About the Artist and the Art
Karen Schmidt sculpts figures characterized by formal simplicity and symbolic complexity. Her sculptures exhibit a harmonious tension between peace and struggle, compassion and pain, joy and sorrow. Captivating yet understated, they draw the viewer into a story.

Mary and Elizabeth was commissioned for the chapel of the Elizabeth House, a home for pregnant women in crisis. This sculpture shows Mary in her humanity: a young, vulnerable girl, in awe of the One who dwells within her. It pictures her obedience, faith, and courage. Elizabeth serves as an example to us, calling us to come alongside the vulnerable.
Website: http://www.karenschmidtsculpture.com

About the Musician
Ken Medema is a composer–singer–songwriter who has been performing in the United States, Canada, and Europe for more than thirty years. Some of his best known songs began as live improvisations. His lyrics generally provide social commentary on themes such as justice, hunger, poverty, homelessness, and Christian charity. He has published a total of 26 albums, the first of which he recorded for Word and Shawnee Press, and then went on to found Brier Patch Music in 1985. Through Brier Patch Music he organizes and schedules his events, as well as publishes his music. The business was named after Brier Rabbit’s home in the legendary Uncle Remus stories. “Brier Rabbit lived in a place not comfortable for anyone else,” Medema says, “and we decided to follow him there.” Medema’s song, I’ll Go Tell Elizabeth captures the gamut of emotions any pregnant woman feels as she wonders what will transpire in the days and months of gestation.
Website: http://kenmedema.com/

I’ll Go Tell Elizabeth Lyrics:
So many things are happening to me that
I don’t understand –
Visions and angels and a baby named Jesus –
it’s not what I planned.
The plans I have made are like birds’ nests
blown down in the wind and the rain;
and I’m scattered like straw, and I can’t quite
tell where to find saneness again.

So I’ll go tell Elizabeth,
For she’ll understand.
I’ll go tell Elizabeth,
She’ll hold my hand – she’ll understand.

Go talk to Joseph. Well I’ve talked to Joseph
and Joseph’s a man;
So many things that a woman can know that
a man never can.
Joseph is practical and Joseph is worried with
things of his own.
And talking to Joseph is sometimes no better
than being alone – being alone.

Sometimes I wish I could wake up and discover it
all was a dream;
I ought to be shouting for joy, yet I’m coming
apart at the seams.
Mostly I’m quiet – I keep things inside me –
it’s how I get by.
When there’s too much to handle, and I need someone
near me to share a good cry – share a good cry.

So many things are happening to me that
she’ll understand.
Now that she’s pregnant her life isn’t going
exactly as planned.
The plans we both made are like birds’ nests
blown down in the wind and the rain.
And we’re scattered like straw, and we can’t quite
tell where to find saneness again.

So I’m coming Elizabeth.
Cause I’ll understand
I’m coming Elizabeth.
I’ll hold your hand – I’ll understand.
Yes, I’m coming Elizabeth.
For I’ll understand.
I’m coming Elizabeth – I’ll hold your hand,
I’ll understand!

 

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