This morning’s sermon was about Mary.
About God choosing Mary.
And Mary saying yes to God.
If one of the purposes of sermons is to make you stop and think, this morning’s sermon did just that, but maybe not in the way intended.
I stopped being traditional a long time ago.
Maybe I never was to begin with.
My take away from this morning is this.
God was always asking.
God is always asking.
Looking for a way to break into
Be born into
This crazy, screwed up, broken, awesome, wonderful world in which we live.
Mary said yes.
And so we have the story of Jesus.
But when we deify her we miss the point.
And, keep it safe.
And, keep God at arms length.
(Which is where most of us like to keep God because if God comes too close watch out!)
Because God still asks.
Still waits for someone to say yes.
Still waits for you to say yes.
Still waits for me to say yes.
Because hope needs to be born again.
(Don’t we know it!)
And, because peace needs to be incarnated.
And, feeding the 5000 needs to happen again.
Because opening eyes and sight being restored needs to happen again so we see ourselves and others for who we really are and who they really are.
And, the broken still long to find wholeness.
And, the despised and forgotten and excluded still long for welcome.
If it is only about Mary, it is too easy.
And, too safe.
Instead, it is about you and me.
And the world as it is.
And, how it might be.