Saturday, March 25
It wasn’t until after she missed her second period that she told her mother,
about the visit from the angel,
about what was impossible actually being real,
about her yes and the consequences,
both imagined and unimaginable.
Yet her mother already knew,
not by some vision or eavesdropping,
but through her deep connection with those she loved.
Her mother could sense in her bones and in her heart
that a miracle had happened,
in her home,
a miracle yet to blossom for eternity.
Oh dear one, open your heart too.
The next miracle is about to happen if you but notice and welcome it,
because God lives and loves always new,
always co-creating, always.