Like Mary

On Sunday we put on a short program for YW about Christmas.  I was the narrator (which is what one does when they lack the vocal talent).  My president didn't get me the program until late Saturday night, which means I briefly gave it a once over before the program started.

I was not prepared for the emotion.

I'm always tender hearted during the Christmas season.  The focus is on those things that are most important to me- family and our Savior.  I wasn't expecting the burning chest when I started talking about Mary.  I think of her often and how she must have felt knowing that her perfect baby boy was the literal Son of God.  What I don't think about was how she felt before the babe was conceived; how she felt when the angel told her the plan.

Inadequate.  Doubt.  Fear.  Then the angel Gabriel told her to "Fear not."  Our Father in Heaven knew Mary just as He does us.  He chose her because He knew she was capable of handling this great responsibility.

My children were not sent to this earth with the task that my Savior had, but they are noble and great.  I often feel inadequate, and doubtful, and afraid of the task that I have to raise them.  I am not a perfect mother and I often think of where I lack, but on Sunday it was as if I was being told "Fear not."

Maybe I'm not so different from Mary.

1Timothy 1:7

"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."