Grey days, 'down' days,
days in those long nine months
when, perhaps, life was more of a struggle than usual?
Days when you woke feeling sick.
Perhaps sick with anxiety.
Perhaps just plain 'under-the-weather'.
Or did you rejoice
that your body was reacting to that tiny life within you?
Did you quickly
turn your fears over to your loving Father?
Did you ask
for strength and 'good-enough' health?
Mary, your apparently instant acceptance of your mission
paints a picture of a strong and humble and serving woman.
Did you constantly reflect this godly attitude?
Or did you have 'off' days like the rest of us?