Praying the Magnificat 2
Luke 1:47 “and my spirit rejoices in God my Saviour!
Mary, a young girl, standing with Elizabeth her much older relative has just walked nearly 100 miles to get to her home. Gabriel had set them up. He had already visited Zechariah with news of the miracle and now he had visited Mary with her news too. It was so comforting for Mary to be in this home and she was happy to be there. However, their stories were very different. Elizabeth’s was a ‘nice’ miracle and Mary’s was anything but!
Mary knew she would be known as a law-breaker. She had become a sinner.
Mary would be accused of being an adulterer. Hers was a ‘dirty’ miracle.
Her divorce was looming even before it had culminated in the marriage ceremony.
Most people long for miracles but many don’t realise that some miracles change everything. There are people who would rather not have a miracle than change their life.
Elizabeth’s response to Mary was overwhelming and the declaration was praise-filled to God and honouring of her.
The atmosphere of praise and honour cultivate faith.
The Magnificat burst out of Mary, “My soul magnifies the Lord!”
This Jewish girl had been raised well to believe what every Jew believed that no matter how bad life gets God has the last word. That even if life looks dead we can rejoice because God can rescue. He can make all things beautiful in its time. (Ecclesiastes 3:11)
Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines … and though I am just an ordinary, weak girl, who has now lost many friends, most of all probably Joseph …
Though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food … and though I have kept myself pure, apart from Elizabeth and Zechariah there will be only one interpretation for what has happened to me …
Though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls … and though I know that my life in human terms is now going to be as a refugee, alone, struggling …
I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Saviour … my spirit rejoices in God my Saviour!
Mary doesn’t rejoice in God, but God her Saviour!
He is not a Saviour, but hers!
He is my Saviour. Your Saviour today. He is a saving God!
Yesterday I was told of how someone with chronic anxiety for over 60 years had been saved by God, her storm-tossed mind now at peace! Last Sunday not realising at the time, I prayed for a lady that God would wash away all the pain of her past, whatever she had done and whatever had been done to her. After the service she made a commitment to Christ to become his follower for the very first time! He continues to be the Saviour every day in every corner of the world!
Almighty God, you are my Saviour!
Thank you that throughout my life you have been saving me. Even as I follow you, I need saving. Save me today.
I do not rejoice in the circumstances of my life. I look at them and they are either fading in their weakness or they are a frightening shadow. They are just circumstances. That is all. They are not God. They are not you.
So I rejoice in you. In God my Saviour.
This is not a performance. This is a deep and real river bursting its banks of my spirit. I am chosen by you. You have come to me. You know my name. You have placed me here, right now, in this situation at this time. I am not here by chance and whatever I am facing isn’t by accident. You are here with me and even if I pass through the waters you will be with me and if I go through the rivers I will not be overwhelmed and if I have to walk through the fire I will not be scorched nor set ablaze for I know you are with me and I know who you are. I know your name. You are God my Saviour.
May others see the Saviour in my life.
I host your presence.