Divine Innocence

Rebecca is a fellow writer friend I’ve known for years now.   

 Her poems have been published in Crucible, Tar River, Bay Leaves and other magazines and several anthologies, including Line Drives: 100 Baseball Poems.

She recently moved back home to North Carolina with her husband Paul, a retired United Methodist minister and writer.     

Last Friday evening after our dinner, she gave me a lovely Christmas card with a poem enclosed that she’d written.   Today I’m passing this blessing along to you. 

 "But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart." -Luke 2:19

Consider Mary

By Rebecca Mitchell

A mere girl, fourteen or so,

visited by the Lord himself,

above all others chosen.

How could it be? Who would believe?

Joseph did.  He took her hand

and her heart, kept her and loved her.

Times were hard and treacherous.

There was no room.

Still, she trusted the Lord

to provide for them

and the God-child growing within.

King of kings

Lord of lords

Prince of Peace

Light of the World

The Way

The Truth

and the Life

Consider Mary, delivering a son.

To her, he was beautiful, pink and warm.

She kissed his toes, nuzzled and nursed him,

felt his sweet breath on her skin.

Knowing he belonged to his father

and to all the world

for all time.

Peace and Joy!