Until today, I haven’t felt very Christmasy. I’ve gone through the motions of decorating and buying gifts, but after reading the beginning of Luke, I’m suddenly feeling celebratory. Maybe that’s the point, and Jesus is reminding me that his birth is worth celebrating because it’s the beginning of living out our eternity through him.
I found it fascinating that Mary encountered the trinity all at once. It was dramatic, yet she continued her life in peace.
And the angel answered her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; therefore the child to be born will be called holy—the Son of God. Luke 1:35
It doesn’t mention that Jesus was there, but we know he was because he was the one conceived. Another thing I noticed is that Mary immediately went to see her cousin Elizabeth, who confirmed her pregnancy to the deity of Christ because her baby, John the Baptist, leaped for joy in her womb. Was her haste to the hill country of Judah one way for God to prove that Joseph never touched her? It’s not something mentioned when sharing that she was a virgin, but it makes sense to include that bit of information—just a little food for thought.