It’s typically British nearly Christmas weather here this afternoon – the rain is lashing down and the wind is rattling the windows. We may dream of a White Christmas, but reality is often more grey. I may be more up to date with my reading but my candle is still a few days behind…..
The reading today is the Magnificat, the song of praise that Mary sings when she and Elisabeth meet in all their expectant (morning-sick?) glory. Or even (as Maggi points out) the song that Elisabeth sang – early manuscripts differ.
“My soul will magnify the Lord” sang the woman – and we say or sing it each evening as part of evening prayer. It’s easy when things are going well – Praise the Lord! It’s harder when we are falling apart. And yet, it is part of the prayers that every ordained person in the Church of England must say, every day. Words have power. There are days when I do not feel in the mood to magnify the Lord. But saying the words connects me with the other times I have said them, the times they have bubbled up and overflowed out of me. When I am unhappy, they pull me to happier times. And the converse is true too, when I am full of joy, I am reminded of the difficulties of life, and pulled to pray for those whose lot is consistently of suffering in body, mind or spirit.
Let us magnify the Lord together, whatever our state, and love each other as we do so.