Not soon after Mary heard she was to be the mother of the Son of God what did she do? She traveled in haste to her cousin Elizabeth. Mary lived in Nazareth, which was about 50 miles north of Jerusalem. Elizabeth lived in “a city of Judah” “in the country,” (Lk 1:39). This was most probably about 5-10 miles west of Jerusalem. That means a young teenage girl, newly pregnant, traveled around 60 miles to visit her aging and pregnant cousin. That’s a great distance, and the terrain wasn’t flat either. It was hilly and maybe even slightly mountainous. Mary began her waiting for Jesus, then, in a selfless manner. Getting up and traveling rough terrain to offer assistance to her cousin. She didn’t say to herself, “Self, I’ll wait till she has the baby. That’s just way too far.” Nor did she neglect her cousin after hearing such extraordinary news. Such a pregnancy as Elizabeth’s would probably be a dangerous pregnancy, one that needed additional help and support. Hence, Mary traveled in love and selflessness to the house of Zechariah and Elizabeth.
He dwells within the womb of our hearts. Our bellies don’t show the trimesters; our actions do. One can see that Christ was about to hit full term in many of the lives of the saints. St. Francis of Assisi, St. Catherine of Siena, St. Vincent de Paul, are just a few. Our hearts must dilate and grow for Christ to be born in them. This is Advent, and indeed, each day of our lives provides opportunity for the dilation of the heart.
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