every
mother is Mary
eternity in her vessel growing,
part of creation with the Creator...
but, oh, the wonder,
from the moment of conception,
before the manger,
before His sacrifice, love,
the intimacy of incarnation
Christ in that secret place,
held in his mother’s womb...
become
God’s servant,
her life, her body, her all,
become a holy vessel, but
far more than her womb,
carrying the seed of Jesus,
her place in this world,
Mother Mary, our matriarch
holding eternity closely
the life growing within her
the immortal had become flesh...
the
kernel of heaven within her
growing within her vessel
God’s holy seed, the Christ...
The Creator, who set the stars in motion,
folded Himself into the smallest seed of humanity,
choosing fragility, choosing dependence -
Nine months of quiet, of waiting,
a heartbeat beside Mary’s own,
listening to the heartbeat of Mary,
Jesus, our Lord and Savior...
inside
the bounds of time,
love, living as we do, mortal,
nine months of quiet, of waiting,
every child before they are born,
like our risen Lord and Savior
hearing the heartbeat of our mother,
a divine pulse beating within her flesh.
formed in silence, in secret
conscious of humanity, human,
of the world He had entered,
broken, in need of redemption...
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Poetry, God, Christ, Spirit, John 13, John 15, Messiah, calling, purpose, incarnation, Mary, heartbeat, womb, intimacy, servant, Magnificat,
eternity in her vessel growing,
part of creation with the Creator...
but, oh, the wonder,
from the moment of conception,
before the manger,
before His sacrifice, love,
the intimacy of incarnation
Christ in that secret place,
held in his mother’s womb...
her life, her body, her all,
become a holy vessel, but
far more than her womb,
carrying the seed of Jesus,
her place in this world,
Mother Mary, our matriarch
holding eternity closely
the life growing within her
the immortal had become flesh...
growing within her vessel
God’s holy seed, the Christ...
The Creator, who set the stars in motion,
folded Himself into the smallest seed of humanity,
choosing fragility, choosing dependence -
Nine months of quiet, of waiting,
a heartbeat beside Mary’s own,
listening to the heartbeat of Mary,
Jesus, our Lord and Savior...
love, living as we do, mortal,
nine months of quiet, of waiting,
every child before they are born,
like our risen Lord and Savior
hearing the heartbeat of our mother,
a divine pulse beating within her flesh.
formed in silence, in secret
conscious of humanity, human,
of the world He had entered,
broken, in need of redemption...
May 2, 2026
hearing her heartbeat
Based on John 13
April 30, 2026
A kernel of heaven
Poetry, God, Christ, Spirit, John 13, John 15, Messiah, calling, purpose, incarnation, Mary, heartbeat, womb, intimacy, servant, Magnificat,
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