Let it be


When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Mary. She was a peasant girl. No one important. Nothing that would separate her from all the other girls. She was a redneck who grew up far away from any major metropolis let alone the capital of God-Jerusalem. Nothing special about Mary. She was probably the quiet one in class and among her friends. You would not pick her out in a crowd of teenagers.
She likely went to synagogue with everyone else, listening to the readings from Torah and hearing about the Day of the Lord that was coming. And the Messiah who was going to restore Israel’s fortunes.
Many paintings of old have mary kneeling before a scroll of scriptures and praying when the angel visited her. There is no indication of that in our gospels. I think, like any other young servant girl of that time – she was working – her brow sweating as she cleaned a more well to do’s family members house.
So there she was working just like any other day. And the Angel appeared dressed in the glory of God; Gabriel. He looked completely out of place next to this plain teenager.
“Rejoice, O favored one, the Lord is with you!”
Luke tells us that Mary is troubled by this greeting! She was afraid as she stood before the Almighty. But she was also troubled . ‘what are you doing here!’ this can’t be good. at least Zechariah was in the right place at the right time, he was all dressed up as a priest should be – but she was not ready for any visitor, let alone the Lord! she tried to discern what this meant that the Angel was far away from Jerusalem, from the temple. In her unimportant and peasant quarters!
“Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. 31 And behold, fyou will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give to him the throne of his father David, 33 and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end.”
And Mary said to the angel, “How will this be, since I am a virgin?”
And the angel answered her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; therefore the child to be born will be calledmholy—nthe Son of God. And behold, your relative Elizabeth in her old age has also conceived a son, and this is the sixth month with her owho was called barren. For nothing will be impossible with God.”

And Mary said, “Behold, I am the servant1 of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.”
Let it be!

It is all quite incredible to Mary. The angel’s visit for sure. But that the hope of Israel was now in her common, inexperienced, fragile, virgin womb!
Its frightening enough to carry a baby, but God?. Like Zecheriah, she could have doubted it. she could have argued with Gabriel – wanting proof. She could have complained like Moses – giving up every reason why she would not do a good job of raising up the Messiah.
But what does Mary say – she does not fight it. she says, “I am the Lord servant; let it be to me according to your word’
Let it be.
Let it be to me according your word! This is the response of faith! She says it like only a young girl could say it. She doesn’t know all that this will mean. She would soon find out as she watched her son be rejected by those who were supposed to receive him. She would soon be broken as only a mother can be as she watches her son hanging from the cross between two criminals in shame without the dignity we all think we deserve when we die. Mary do you even know what you are saying?
Let it be!
What word has God given you?
“Love one another as I have loved you!” Forgive repeatedly those who offend you. let go of jealousy, envy, pride. This is the way of the Lord. It is how he wants us to live in His Son. it is for our benefit and the benefit of others!
But often we don’t want to live according to His Word. We wrestle against it. push against. We certainly don’t want to let it be.
Even though He has also told us that we need not worry about what will wear, what will eat. God provides. We don’t just ‘let it be’. We worry. We cling to our stuff desperately. Not willing to share, because we are worried about tomorrow. it is scary to love others and to let go of ourselves.
Mary says, “Let it be!”
Greater than His instruction God gives us His Word – his promises!
He gave you a promise in Holy baptism – you are His! You are forgiven of all your sins. You will rise again and live forever. Death has no power over you any more! That is His Word to you!
The devil wants to steal your peace. He wants you to fight against even these words of FREEDOM and HOPE.
Mary says, “Let it be!”
This is my body, this is my blood, shed for you for the forgiveness of your sins! We can argue with him. you can say – how can bread and wine be his body and blood. Surely he doesn’t mean that!
Let it be.
We can say, ‘ surely God does not forgive me for all I have done.’ ‘there must be a payment plan’ ‘ it can’t be free!’ surely i need to add to this gift with something!
Mary says, “Let it be”
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be to me according your Word!
It can seem rough sometimes. And it is dark sometimes. and we are frightened. When what we see is not so pretty.
Let it be to me according your word.
For the one who gave us His Word. Is the one who let it be according to His father’s word. He came to our broken down planet. He stood among the suffering and the hurting. He let them hurl insults at him and treat him like dirt.
let it be.
He let them kill him. For that was the Divine Plan. For our salvation.
His disciples tried to stop him. He said,
“let it be!’

And he rose again from the dead! Just as He SAID he would! He conquered death!
His Word can be trusted! God comes through! As Mary believed, just let it be. you will rise!
And He has given his word to YOU!
I wake up to the sound of music, mother mary comes to me, there will be no sorrow
Let it be!

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