Carrying Jesus [Advent 4C - Luke 1:39-55]
The Rev. Jeremiah Williamson Luke 1:39-55 Carrying Jesus Some women crave pickles, at least that is what I am told – mostly by sitcoms – and so I suppose it must be true. My wife craved chocolate milk – a glass a day, assuming there was milk and chocolate syrup in the house. Mary craved revolution, which is one of those pregnancy cravings one does not hear about often. When she was with child, the young Mary, before Jesus stretched her body far enough to leave marks, before Jesus carved lines of grief into her angelic face, composed her timeless, prophetic song while running through the hill country – in the space between home and the future. Perhaps rehearsing the lines, over and over again, praying and struggling to find the right words and then shouting them out to the wild beasts when they finally came. Or maybe not. Maybe she had no words on account of being so overwhelmed. And maybe simply fell in...