I am intrigued by the relationship I deduce and imagine between Mary and Elizabeth. They were important to each other. Through these two women, God changed the course of history.
They spent three months together, living the dailiness of life, walking through a full trimester of shared pregnancy. I imagine their conversations - for sure, the magnitude and the holiness of the journey - but also the quiet discussions women have in daily life together.
They were each pregant, and I imagine them comparing symptoms, encouraging each other, and affirming the path of growing a new person: this is what it's like, you're not alone, and what you're experiencing is normal.
I wonder if they affirmed in each other their motherhood and ultimately their womanhood. I love this little snippet into what I perceive is the truest picture of friendship and community.
In The Road to Daybreak, Henri says, "How can I ever let God's grace fully work in my life unless I live in a community of people who can affirm it, deepen it, and strengthen it?"
An 'Elizabeth' is a refuge of wisdom, comfort, and joy.
Everybody needs an Elizabeth.
When Elizabeth heard Mary's greeting, the child leaped in her womb. And Elizabeth was with filled with the Holy Spirit and exclaimed with a loud cry, "Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb." . . . And Mary remained with her about three months and then returned home.
~ Luke 1:39-41, 56