"How can this be?" says Mary. And then, "Let it be to me, as you have said." O God of surprises. O God of upside-downness. You who bring joy out of sorrow. You who make deserts suddenly bloom with bright blossoms. You who soften the hearts of hungry wolves, as they curl up to nap with lambs. How dare we ever despair of your tender mercy? Or forget that you are always doing the most unexpected, most humble and compassionate thing? Always the God of reversals and making new. Barren wombs are suddenly, amazingly made fruitful. And a Virgin womb will bear your Son. Photograph by Brother Brian.
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