On the one hand
[Mary] was just a girl, an immature and frightened girl who had the good sense
to believe what an angel told her in what seemed like a dream. On the other
hand, she was the mother of the Son of God, with faith enough to move
mountains, to sing about the victories of her son as if he were already at the
right hand of his father instead of a dollop of cells in her womb… When we
allow God to be born in us, there is no telling, no telling at all, what will
come out.
--Barbara Brown
Taylor,
Mixed Blessings
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