In the early days, women didn’t have charts and apps to track their fertility, but would have known the timing of their cycles by the phases of the moon. In that first month after Gabriel’s visit, Mary would not have felt too different than she had before. It would be months before she would show, and even longer before she would feel Jesus’ little flutters. But looking out at the face of a new moon, she would have known in a very concrete way that what the angel said was true. How her heart must have thrilled with joy!
I’ve always been intrigued by the Sherlock character, in particular the TV series starring Benedict Cumberbatch. In this study I imagined Sherlock as an older gentleman, wizened by years of relentless investigation. This image accompanies my blog post: What I Learned From The Great Mouse Detective
St. Cecilia is the patron saint of musicians, but she’s remembered not for her great musical talent, but for the song within her heart that only God could hear. Her faithfulness and steadfast witness—even unto death—won many souls for Christ!
In loving memory of all babies lost to miscarriage or stillbirth.
Can a woman forget her nursing child, or show no compassion for the child of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you. See, I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands… —Isaiah 49:15-16