Madonna and Child and Two Angels by Filippo Lippi |
Okay, so you are an expectant mother. And you have been told that the baby you are about to bear is the Savior of the World. How the heck are you supposed to behave? And according to gospels, she knew this full well before she ever gave birth.
What you hold in your arms is the pre-existent only Son of the Living G-d.
What. The. Heck.
It might be a bit like holding a case of nitroglycerin in your arms, except it is not going to blow you up but totally change the condition of everything. I guess that after you give birth, normal Mom stuff kicks in and you are cooing and burping him and changing nappies and you kind of get amnesia as to the fact that this is the pre-existent only Son of the Only Almighty G-d. I believe I have actually experienced similar amnesia before: times when I think G-d was saying, "I don't want you to realize what is happening yet: you will have to deal with it when it is time but not before, so I am putting a veil over your eyes for now." And certainly Mary was going to have some heavy stuff to deal with 30 years hence. She was going to need to pretend that everything was normal until Jesus was grown.
G-d was saying, "This is My Son. And now, because Mary gave birth to him, this is also a son of Humanity. Jesus often referred to himself as the Son of Man. Our son. And you are going to kill him, and through him I am going to save a remnant of humanity for Myself." Very much like Abraham and Isaac, except this time the humans followed through with the sacrifice. Both the Old and New Testaments often refer to the reconciliation between G-d and Man as a kind of marriage.
You have to assume that Mary's mind was to some degree sheltered from the full realization of who was in her arms. For a bit anyway, until Jesus was an adult, she was a normal mother and he was a normal child. Even though nothing of the sort was actually the case. I think that if Jesus as a toddler went around saying "I am your Lord: I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life," that Mary would have eventually freaked right the hell out. But no. Lets make pretend, Momma. Let's pretend you are a normal mother and that I am a normal baby. They would have had to, almost.
Ya, the Incarnation is super weird, man.