forgive me, when like mary, i am afraid
when i see myself as the world sees me
and feel unworthy of a visit from the divine
help me to be more like mary
in embracing your gifts
in spite of my feelings of inadequacy
thank you for the life of all children
but especially for those so longed for
in the despair of barrenness
you are the giver of life
the giver of hope
the giver of each precious child
you rejoice in the joy of the poor
the ones considered less
as elizabeth’s child leapt for joy in her womb
let me find joy in the darkness of my womb
let us rejoice in the hope of that
which is yet to come
Luke 1: 26-45
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