Friday, December 14, 2012

Mary, Did You Know?

I guess I am just going to talk about Christmas music until my hearts content... I mean it really does combine my two favorite things- Advent and music. Mark Lowry wrote the words to "Mary, Did You Know?" on a bus when he couldn't sleep. I doubt he had any idea how far reaching that song would become. It has been redone over and over. When I really think about the words, I am taken back. Do you imagine that Mary really did know the things her son would do? What would it have been like to raise the son of God from an infant? To have him as a son? To teach him to walk, talk, read? To watch the people he came to save crucify him?

The song itself begs many questions and in its stirring line of inquiries I cannot help but stand in amazement at the power of God. We don't really know very much about Mary other than she was a young virgin engaged to be married. But she is blessed among all to be invited to change the course of history forever in the birth of her first son. She surrendered fully to God's request and brought the savior of mankind into the world, wrapped him in swaddling clothes and raised him.



Mary did you know that your baby boy would some day walk on water?
Mary did you know that your baby boy would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you've delivered, will soon deliver you.

Mary did you know that your baby boy would give sight to a blind man?
Mary did you know that your baby boy would calm a storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod?
And when your kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.

Oh Mary did you know

The blind will see, the deaf will hear, the dead will walk again.
The lame will leap, the dumb will speak, the praises of the lamb

Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know that your baby boy would one day rule the nations?
Did you know that your baby boy is heaven's perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you're holding is the great I am

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