There is a Christmas song by Amy Grant, Breath of Heaven. About Mary. It is a wonderful song. Thank you Therese, this was beautiful.

But what if your very problem with actively waiting for something radical to happen to you is your expectation (or at least, deeply, deeply seated fear) that something BAD will happen to you? (Again … again … again.)
And if we say, “Well, if you think good things, good things will happen; if you think bad things, bad things will happen,” aren’t we getting away from G-d and into the monstrous territory (IMHO) of “The Secret”?

I was told many years ago to “lower my expectations and raise my level of acceptance” in the many steps to some peace of mind and serenity.
Kind of like a “whatever” position, but in a more eloquent and not a negative sounding context.
When I met my husband over 15 years ago, I’ll never forget when we were on a vacation in Bermuda for 5 days (wow – was it wonderful!) sans kids. It was early evening, after dinner, and we were on the beach. My husband (then boyfriend) was relaxing in the lounge chair, taking in the beauty of the moment, as I paced frenetically back and forth, “discussing” something or other.
He then said in the middle of my very important stuff, “Can you ever just Be?” I stopped, and stood there staring at him as though he was an alien who just came from out of space and was speaking in his alien language? What the heck was he talking about? Not once in my life or in my family growing up, did we every just “Be”. or for another way of saying, live in the moment.
As smart as I thought I was, I had so much to learn. Thank God, I became teachable in life’s lessons that had done me harm up to that point, but there was hope in the fact that I could change some of my beliefs, and hopefully put it into action.
I was stunned. Just Be? Now, the cynical, egotistical part of me, wanted to go with “Well, isn’t it easy just to “Be” when you don’t have a home and children to take care of and so on”, but fortunately, I was clear enough to get his concept and not be defensive.
It was an awakening of sorts, and something that has served me well when I remember to implement it. So, Thank you Therese. This beautiful video/audio for today is a great reminder that I can just “Be” and put the rest in God’s hands.

Ilove this song and I want to share it with you all.
BREATH OF HEAVEN ( MARY’S SONG )
I have traveled many moonless nights cold and weary with a babe inside and I wonder what I’ve done Holy Father you have come chosen me now to carry your son.
I am waiting in a silent prayer I am frightened by the load I bear In a world as cold as stone must I walk this path alone Be with me now Be with me now.
Breath of heaven hold me together be forever near me breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven lighten my darkness pour over me your holyness for you are holy breath of heaven.
Do you wonder as you watch my face if a wiser one , should of had my place but I offer all I am for the mercy of your plan help me be strong, help me be, help me.
Amy Grant
This seems a perfect analogy of Perfect Faith and waiting.

thank you Lynn… it seems to me to be every mother’s prayer. To me this season has always been about children…past and future.
love,
Cully

re: And if we say, “Well, if you think good things, good things will happen; if you think bad things, bad things will happen,” aren’t we getting away from G-d and into the monstrous territory (IMHO) of “The Secret”?
Posted by: Larry Parker | December 3, 2007 12:43 PM
well… it’s (whatever it is) only a *Secret* if it’s supposed to be for the greater good (good – that’s G-d with two ‘O’s kinda like you started to say God but then in the middle you had an aha! moment)… what was I… oh yeah, it’s only a secret if it’s supposed to be for the greater good of everything but the person/people who are talking about it won’t tell you anything unless you pay them.
btw, today I was reading this other blog and the pompus jerk on there is calling his/her writings “gospel”!!! Even Joseph Smith didn’t call his book “gospel” and Jim Jones didn’t call his teaching “gospel”.
humm… i’m getting angry.
time for chocolate!

The name Mary means- bitter, rebellious, and explains why a lot of Ju’s do not name their kid Mary (it’s like naming your kid “pain in the ass”) If you think about it thsi twelve year old did not have an easy time of it all the Way around. God is her Father, her husband, her son, and messiah…not an easy road to go down for a twelve year old. Talk about screwing with your mind! And yet she remaind faithful through it all, even to the cross and death of her son. This Life almost never plays out to what we ever expect, hope or pray for. And through it all we must try to fing some sense of logic as it applies to Love. So many psalms/songs spell it out for me. This is not a Christ-mass Song, but on the other hand maybe it is
http://www.spiritandsong.com/musicondemand/songs/6866
LUV 2 ALL
Wisdum

Nancy:
Your wonderful story of you and your hubby-to-be in beautiful Bermuda reminds me of one of my fundamental(ist?) problems:
It’s easier for me to accept love from humans (and even with them, I’m a little wary) than it is from G-d.