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READING
“The origins of Advent are the body of a woman. It is the womb of a woman and her paying attention to her body and a promise being spoken over what she was capable of doing and what she would ultimately do by giving birth to something good and healing.” Cole Arthur Riley
WORDS OF HOPE
I remember those people who have spoken blessing and promise over me, helped me know that I was capable of “giving birth to something good and healing.” Still today it touches me deeply to think of the difference they have made in my life.
The God of Creation speaks that promise by coming among us. This act, Rachel Clinton Chen asserts, is a “radical upending of how we imagine the power of God’s rescue, as God comes to us in extraordinary vulnerability, humility and mutuality, trusting Godself to the womb of a human woman.” Cole Arthur Riley agrees and speaks in awe that God would put God’s faith in us, trusting that we would sustain this tiny body, incarnation of the divine-- that we would feed and clothe him, be tender to him, protect him and love him.
The one who bears this long expected Jesus, who becomes the mother of God, is an unwed, teenaged Palestinian girl. Mary of Nazareth, by her radical assent to the will of God becomes a vessel for the most revolutionary of songs. With the voice of prophetic assurance, she envisions the arrogant and powerful brought down, the lowly lifted up, the hungry filled with good things, and mercy showered over the land (Luke 1:51—55).
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I saw her from the upper story of the house, footsore from the long journey, but something brave steeled her carriage. I knew that the scandal of the conception followed her like a stray dog, and I ached for her, as I too had been the subject of scorn-- the old one who hadn’t been enough. Until God made good on God’s promise. And now my kinswoman, this peasant girl, carried the radiance of God in her. My child John knew it too, for he kicked in recognition of his Lord at her approach. Ecstatic delight rose in me and, heavy as I was with child, I ran to greet her.
She teared up as I caught her in my arms, in part relieved at being embraced and not shunned, in part filled with unhinged joy at this mystery that now we shared. Old woman and young embracing the mystery of something good and healing that would be born from us.
Suddenly, the Spirit filled me and blessing poured forth spontaneously from my mouth: “Blessed are you among women and blessed is the fruit of your womb” (Luke: 1: 42). And at this pronouncement her song began.
Contemporary African American poet Drew Jackson recognizes the God-empowered role of Elizabeth in his poem “God speaks through Wombs:”
“In the days of empires/ and puppet regimes,/God speaks./ Through wombs,/wrested and discarded/ because they were unviable./This is what [the empires] do:/toss to the side…/ what they’ve deemed unfit/ to be utilized.”
“But God speaks though wombs,/birthing prophetic utterances./The objects of public scorn/given the power to name/the happening of the Lord.”*
“Her name is Elizabeth./Say her name…/the one through whom the covenant is kept.”
PRAYER
Come again this Advent season, O Christ. Come to us and birth the good and healing in each of us. Birth the justice seeker and the earth renewer. Birth the reconciler and choreographer of diversity. Birth the love-incarnators. Speak your promise over us and birth every good thing. Amen.
DEVOTION AUTHOR
Dr. Pat Saxon
Hear this gifted young poet perform his poem at this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvvF8PWUWN8
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