Hold me together

As this Christmas season comes, I can't help but hear that song "Breath of Heaven." I used to hate that song, but dangggg, those lyrics are powerful. Check it:

I have traveled many moonless nights,
Cold and weary with a babe inside,
And i wonder what i've done.
Holy father you have come,
And chosen me now to carry your son.

I am waiting in a silent prayer.
I am frightened by the load i bear.
In a world as cold as stone,
Must i walk this path alone?
Be with me now.
Be with me now.

Breath of heaven,
Hold me together,
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven,
Lighten my darkness,
Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.
Breath of heaven.

Do you wonder as you watch my face,
If a wiser one should have had my place,
But i offer all i am
For the mercy of your plan.
Help me be strong.
Help me be.
Help me.

Breath of heaven,
Hold me together,
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven,
Lighten my darkness,
Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.

Aren't those powerful? They make me wonder what kind of a girl Mary was. I mean, she was young. Like 16, I think? She was young. What was she like though? I imagine that she was an outsider. She was probably really pretty, with olive tones to her skin and shy eyelashes that she hid under. I think she had long, wavy black hair and probably just let it go that way.

But, something makes me confident that, no matter how she looked, she was not really accepted or notice. Why? Because God choose her. He wouldn't have chosen the head cheerleader or the prettiest girl in town. He chose Mary, instead.

I just wonder why...

I heard a quote, from Heroes actually, that reminded me of my own life and of what Mary's life was like. "I am never going to change. Neither are you. Because we're both just damaged goods." I don't agree with the first part, but I sure do with the last.

We are all damaged goods. And the sooner we accept that, and are honest with ourselves and others about it, the sooner we can be healed.

I wonder what Mary's biggest sin was. I wonder if she had lots of friends or if she was noticed. For some reason, I could see her being really quiet or really invisible as she walked through her village.

Well, more coming later. See ya!

Josh
Why did I do it?
What did it get me?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background
-Rose's Turn, Gypsy