HOW COULD SHE HAVE KNOWN?
She sat and marveled at the newborn child that she had brought into the world. Her pains of childbirth had now been replaced with the joy and wonder of a newborn son.
She realized from His conception that He was no ordinary child…He was a child of promise, a child of prophecy. Many of her family and friends believed the child had been conceived in immorality. There were ugly rumors circulating, but she knew, better than anyone the truth about His conception. Her husband had been so kind. He knew the child was not his, yet he had received the same revelation from the angel that she had received and he believed the angel’s words and took her to be his wife and protected her from the cruelty of those who did not believe; He had taken the responsibility of raising this child as his own.
As she sat watching over her newborn son sleeping in the manger, she couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for Him. She knew that He was the Messiah, the Christ, the Anointed One for which her people had been waiting. Was He to be a great general who would deliver her people from the Roman occupation? Was He to be the king who would restore the glory of Israel as it was in the days of David and Solomon? What was the destiny of this child of promise that she had miraculously conceived and brought into the world?
How could she have known what was awaiting Him in just a few short years. How could she have known that before His thirty-fourth birthday, He would be the victim of a cruel injustice perpetrated by her own people?
How could she have known that someday, not more than five miles from where she had given birth to her son, she would have to watch helplessly as he would be condemned as a criminal and executed on a Roman cross?
How could she have known that all of this was a part of God’s plan from the beginning? How could she have known that she had given birth to the Lamb of God? How could she have known that the blood of her own son would be shed to pay the debt for the sins of the whole world, including her own?
As she sat watching her newborn son, how could she have known?
-By Wendell Ingram, December, 2006