Blessed is She

For Those Who Still Hope

I am Sarah 
Bitter and barren  
Burnt out by this promise that never came
Worn out from waiting 
Laughing to hide the aching 
Longing for these empty arms to hold a baby
But oh… 
How could that be?  

I am Tamar 
Tired of trying so hard 
Pushed away, cast aside 
Left with no one to provide 
Longing for these wrongs to be made right
But oh… 
How could that be? 

I am Rahab 
Used and abused 
Body broken, soul bruised  
Working late into the night 
Weary, just trying to survive 
Longing for some good to come from this tattered life
But oh… 
How could that be? 

I am Ruth 
Grieved and alone 
Left with nothing, far from home
Back, breaking 
Heart, aching 
Leaving so much behind 
Longing to start a new life 
But oh… 
How could that be? 

I am Bathsheba 
Angry and ashamed 
It was never supposed to be this way
Years of resentment 
Tears of regret 
Longing for this story to be redeemed
But oh… 
How could that be? 

I am Elizabeth 
Washed up and nearing the end 
Disappointed, again and again and again
Wanting things to finally change 
Wondering if it’s just too late 
Longing for faith to still believe
But oh… 
How could that be? 

I am Mary 
Overwhelmed and afraid 
Young and small, anything but brave
I had plans, I had dreams, 
But now everything has changed
And I don’t know if I’ll have what it takes 
But I do know I’ll trust you anyway.
Oh Abba,  
Why me? 
Oh Abba 
How will this be?

The Holy Spirit will come upon you 
And the power of the Most High will overshadow you 
So this child to be born of you 
Will be the Savior of the world. 

For behold,  

She who was said to be barren has conceived
And she who nearly lost hope still believed
And she who was worn out from waiting held a baby
And she who was grieved, her story was redeemed 
And she who was broken, was honored and healed. 

For nothing 

Is impossible 

With God. 

…

Blessed is she  

who believes 

That there will be 

A fulfillment 

Of the promise 

Yet to be seen.