Tonight in preparation for Christmas I read over the account of the Christmas story in Luke 2. When I read it, I always hear Linus’ voice in my head. I also read some of the verses at the end of Luke 1:
45 Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord would fulfill his promises to her!” 46 And Mary said: “My soul glorifies the Lord 47 and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, 48 for he has been mindful of the humble state of his servant. From now on all generations will call me blessed, 49 for the Mighty One has done great things for me—holy is his name. 50 His mercy extends to those who fear him, from generation to generation. 51 He has performed mighty deeds with his arm; he has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts. 52 He has brought down rulers from their thrones but has lifted up the humble. 53 He has filled the hungry with good things but has sent the rich away empty. 54 He has helped his servant Israel, remembering to be merciful 55 to Abraham and his descendants forever, just as he promised our ancestors.”
These verses always touch me and make me think; especially verse 45. I think first just because the word she is used. It is so rare for the scriptures to say she instead of he, that the verse makes me pause. Then it makes me think – could God say that about me? Do I really understand how important it is that I not only believe in God, but that I believe that God will keep his promises to me? What promises has God made me? I think of answers to the last question first. God has promised us so many things – salvation (if we believe), the Holy Spirit, that He will come again, and that he has good plans for us. Those are just the start of the list. If I doubt the promises that God has made to me, I am doubting His very nature – something I have no authority or right to do. I don’t even have to have faith that God had implanted His Saviour Son into my womb, like Mary did, and yet I still find it hard at times. These verses help me to refresh and put some things into perspective.