Really God?

 “I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left her." Luke 1:38

It was an Mfum-Mensah Christmas this year, and if you've ever experienced my family at its finest, you know that when you throw all of us together normal family conversations don't happen. Today during the family devotion, we were all challenged by dad to think of what we would have done, had an angel appeared to us and told us we would be having the son of God.

Naturally, I reflected.

I'd like to say that I would have accepted the words of the angel when he told me I would be giving birth to a son. I'd like to think that like Mary I would say "may your word to me be fulfilled... but honestly who am I kidding? I know that if I were in Mary's situation, I wouldn't be willing to let God interrupt my seemingly successful life. Mary was at the prime of her life; youthful and engaged to Joseph (probably a hunk of a man), if I were in that situation and some guy approached me claiming to be an angel and told me I was going to have a baby (while I'm still a virgin) I would kindly offer to drive him to the mental institution. 

Looking at my life today, I realize that if God was giving me this blessing, of bringing  his beloved son into the world I wouldn't slow down enough to acknowledge and accept that blessing.

Christmas time is a time to slow down, and reflect on the Gift of our father, who loved us so much that he allowed his son to be born into this sinful world to save our life. From our family discussion/debate, I learned something valuable today. I learned the importance of listening and allowing God's plan to be fulfilled in us. I'm sure Mary's plan of life did not include having a child before getting married, or bringing into the world the son of God, or experiencing the excruciating pain of child birth, but in allowing God to work through her, she received the greatest blessing of all, she became the mother of God.