Mary's Story Jenny Erlingsson Free Feature Message
“Greetings, favored woman! The Lord is with you!”
I feel the words within me even as the musical notes fill my ears from behind me. I almost do not want to turn around but an odd expectancy stirs me. This voice is like none other I’ve ever heard. I turn around and then halt, with eyes wide open, my mouth fall- ing more open than I would have liked. I have never seen anyone like him before. Even as the thoughts form in my mind I begin to sense that I’ve never felt this way around anyone before. Waves of power seem to emanate from him. His eyes speak of knowledge, his expression, unnatural kindness and joy. My knees feel weaker than I can bear. I lean against the wall and sink down to my stool. What is happening here? Who is this stranger who has called me favored? Me, of no significance or stature.