







Yesterday, I was able to pay a short visit to my mother. I haven’t been going down very much recently, as she is waiting for a hernia operation on June 16th and should not be doing more that the absolute necessary as it would be dangerous. For my mother, being a very active and agile person, this lack of work and exercise is a nightmare and, needless to say, she cannot keep the strict rules given her by the consultant. I tell her I don’t need a meal, that a cup of coffee and a biscuit or even a sandwich would be enough, but she replies, “I’ve fed you since before you were born and I’m not stopping now.” Mothers! Well, today’s feast is about mothers: the Virgin Mary and Elizabeth, traditionally said to be her cousin. It’s the feast of the Visitation, such a lovely feast about real people in a real-life situation, but also deeply spiritual and theological.
Our Gospel passage, naturally, comes from Luke, (Lk 1: 39-56), the only evangelist to relate the event. “Mary set out and went as quickly as she could to a town in the hill country of Judah. She went into Zechariah’s house and greeted Elizabeth. Now as soon as Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the child leapt in her womb and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. She gave a loud cry and said, ‘Of all women you are the most blessed, and blessed is the fruit of your womb. Why should I be honoured with a visit from the mother of my Lord? For the moment your greeting reached my ears, the child in my womb leapt for joy. Yes, blessed is she who believed that the promise made her by the Lord would be fulfilled.’” We note the love of Mary for Elizabeth and her desire to be of help to her older relation. Both women have conceived by God’s grace, Mary through the working of the Holy Spirit at the Incarnation, a virgin who conceives the Son of the Most High, while Elizabeth and her husband are childless and, as in the case of Abraham and Sarah, God intervenes and Elizabeth conceives John the Baptist, the Prophet and Forerunner of Jesus. John recognises the child in Mary’s womb to be the Messiah, while Elizabeth declares Mary to be “the mother of my Lord,” and to be ”blessed among women and blessed is the fruit of your womb.” Mary is the Mother of God incarnate.
There follows the Magnificat, the canticle we sing each evening at Vespers. It’s a song of praise and thanksgiving to God for his mercy and loving kindness and is usually attributed to Mary, although Biblical scholars agree that it could equally have been sung by Elizabeth. When you think of the way we monks sing the Magnificat in alternate choirs or cantors and monks alternating, it could well have been proclaimed by Mary and Elizabeth together! However, I would suggest as an exercise in biblical meditation or Lectio Divina today, that we read it as our own hymn of thanksgiving and rejoicing for all that God has done for us. When we read that Mary said, “My soul magnifies the Lord,” and so on, let it be each one of us saying those words and let us think seriously about why we are singing those magnificent words. The Lord has certainly done great things for each one of us in so many wonderful ways.
“And Mary said:
‘My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord
and my spirit exults in God my saviour;
because he has looked upon his lowly handmaid.
Yes, from this day forward all generations will call me blessed,
for the Almighty has done great things for me.
Holy is his name,
Fr Paul
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