Annunciation

Abstract

Against the privilege of tedium (getting repairs done on the truck, waiting for the webpage to load, another meeting hosted by Gorgias) angels provide another glimpse of the first century God I believe will return. It is never how I expect, Christ plays in ten thousand places. It is a mercy that knows I do not belong in Elysium, am not ready for beauty to define the routine of days and months and years. It is the same mercy that said, "Do not be afraid," at the Annunciation. Mary felt the body of God stir in her womb and asked, "Who can endure such love?"