Beauty Within the Messiness
The narrative of birth, often distilled to idyllic imagery, loses the raw essence of its reality. Birth isn't just about the celestial, but the deeply human, messy, and profound. It's about the blood, the fear, the strength that propels life into existence.
Mary's role in birthing divinity was visceral, not sanitized. It was feeling God squirm within, struggling for breath, and restless nights. It was divinity embracing the broken, the marginalized, the naked vulnerability of humanity. This rendition of the nativity challenges our perceptions of holiness. It unveils a divine connection not just with joy but also with grief, sorrows, and the realities of the world. It reminds us that divinity didn't arrive in a sanitized, polished form but in the midst of the primal, the raw, and the discomforting. In its essence, faith isn't just about pristine joy; it's about encompassing the whole spectrum of human emotion. The nativity scene, like life, holds the sacred within the profane, the beauty within the struggle. Mary's story embodies the depth of human experience, where the sacred and the earthly coalesce. Our faith mirrors this duality: the difficult, the sorrowful, and the longing are as much a part of it as the joyous and the hopeful. Life's grand composition isn't merely a serene tableau; it's a convergence of the fleshly and the divine, of beauty within the messiness, encapsulating the breadth of our existence.
May the convergence of the earthly and divine
in life's raw essence be your guiding compass,
embracing the profound beauty within the messiness of existence.