There are things that I have missed out on because I was afraid. For me at least, fear tends to be the leader in my life. Before doing something, I think of why I shouldn't do it because of fear... fear of the unknown, fear of failure, fear of messing up. In conversation, I would say fear is my foe. So why do I keep him as near as a good friend?
It's just a couple days until Christmas. My mind wanders to Mary and what all she must have went through. An angel clothed in glorious white stood in front of her and just his greeting to her sent her into a panic. I know I would have fled. But she doesn't.
She listens to his angelic voice... "Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. And behold you 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, and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end." (Luke 1:30-33)
Whoa. So, Mary is going to be overcome by the Holy Spirit of God and become miraculously pregnant with a Savior King who will reign forever. I would be terrified. Can you imagine her racing mind? That's kind of a big deal, being the earthly mother of God in human flesh.
Mary could have said no. She could have ran the other way and tried to forget the whole thing. She could have let fear and doubt and worry consume her. She could have told God how unfit for the job she was and let that guide her. I mean, she is merely human like you and me.
Mary truly could have let fear overcome her to the point of disobedience like I am so prone to do.
Listen closely to her response... "Behold, I am the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word." And the angel departed from her. (Luke 1:38)
Did you catch that? Read those words again. Let them really sink in. Imagine her in a room with the angel who just told her this catastrophic news and watch her face light up with confidence in her God as she obediently proclaimed, "I am Yours, God. Have your way in me!"
In earthly terms, she was staring the impossible right in the eye and saying, "Let's do this." She was staring at fear saying, "You can't stop my God." She didn't succumb to fear or the future reality of possibly being mocked and even killed for being engaged to a man yet being pregnant (more so, not with his baby). But nothing can stop a trusting servant who is obedient to God.
I want to be more like Mary. God has called me (and the rest of His children) to walk through this life in faith, to love others when it hurts, to be obedient to Him even to the point of death. I want to be like Mary, fearless because she trusts in her God... obedient to her Master... faithful to her King...
I want to look abandon fear and comfort and security and say to my God, "Behold, I am the servant of the Lord."