What child is this
Who lay to rest
On Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping
So bring him incense, gold and myrrh
Come peasant king to own him
The King of Kings salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone him
This, this is Christ the King
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary
O raise, raise a song on high
His mother sings a lullaby
Joy, oh joy for Christ is born
The Babe, the son of Mary
“My soul magnifies the Lord,
and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant.
For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed;
for he who is mighty has done great things for me,
and holy is his name.
And his mercy is for those who fear him
from generation to generation.
He has shown strength with his arm;
he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts;
he has brought down the mighty from their thrones
and exalted those of humble estate;
he has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.
He has helped his servant Israel,
in remembrance of his mercy,
as he spoke to our fathers,
to Abraham and to his offspring forever.”
Who do we think of as being important? Most lists would contain politicians, entrepreneurs, inventors, doctors and artists. Perhaps we would include soldiers — their valor in service given to the masses. Yet there has never been a greater responsibility than what was asked of Mary. To carry and raise the Light of the World. Tending to his infant needs and teaching his growing person. Who does God choose for this role? A young woman. Why? Because young mothers change the world more than anyone else. We see her faithful heart in her song of praise, humility and trust. Experience and status are unnecessary for what God asks us to do. Only a heart that will be truly His.