Mary: In Luke 2:19, it is said of Mary that she “treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.” This was after she’d given birth to the child who would be named Jesus who would be declared the Christ. Jesus was a very common name at the time, so nothing special about that. Christ, however, was a title meaning “the anointed one.”
One. The one who is chosen. By God.
That is unique. And unique is by definition special. A once-in-a-lifetime-if-you’re-lucky kind of special. And it reminds me of a joke or two. Here you go:
How do you catch a unique rabbit? Answer below*
How do you catch a tame rabbit? Answer lower than below**
Where was I?
Oh yeah: So, shepherds came running to tell Mary (and Joseph was there too) what they’d seen: An angel (angels, it actually says) had appeared to them and told them that this was the one who was prophesied. And then, well . . . music came from heaven and the shepherds heard it and they quickly agreed to find the child, which they did, and then the shepherds told Mary (and Joseph) what they’d seen, and Mary “treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.”
Me: I get that. I swear that I have heard—many times, but especially the last few days—music from heaven. And all I can do with it is what Mary did. I cannot write about it; it would not make sense to most people, and I do not have words worthy of it anyway. I cannot tell anyone, because anyone I can tell would not believe it. So, I shall treasure up all these things, pondering them in my heart.
Sabbath is over. Enjoy the jokes. Day One will be here before we know it (but I doubt that, actually, the before-we-know-it part).
Oh, why not? Here is some music that I can share and write about. It is not for everyone, but maybe you could listen while pondering some things in your heart, or while doing chores or whatever. And summer is not too far away, and just past that will be Deep Summer.
*How do you catch a unique rabbit? Unique up on it.
**How do you catch a tame rabbit? Tame way: unique up on it!
Photograph “Summer . . . Always” © 2018 Timothy Waugh