Mary was grateful for the months of preparation following the angel
visitation. This overshadowing by the Almighty had transformed not just her
body, but her heart. Though she had always been uniquely turned toward the
Father, there were days now that Mary felt His nurturing love so profoundly
that her heart ached.
Slowly, subtly and surely a mystery occurred. In the empty space she yielded,
the Father began to create the divine. The Almighty had always been her
shelter. Now, in a moment, an unimaginable gift was hers, she became shelter
for the Almighty.
Mary looked around her. She looked at this place where animals slept and ate.
She looked at the feed box where her Son, God's Son lay sleeping. She smiled
at the thought of Joseph so carefully and lovingly laying the straw for her and
for the Baby. Now, her heart filled with a knowing, a knowing so deep she
exhaled from the core of her. This was holy ground. The sacred sanctuary
where once no man could enter was now a stable, the place where God's pres-
ence dwells.
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