Jesus calls forth our loving gifts, though, apart from him, they can never rise to meet the lofty love of God.

There are not many moments in our worship when our bodies are not being used to say something about what we believe.

No one is asking you to stand on a street corner with a sign.

Nothing had ever stood between Mary and that silent, loving presence, which dwelt within her consciousness.

The true storms of life demand such a discipleship of us, an absolute surrender, which mirrors that of the Virgin Mary herself.

At this moment, there can be no doubt about who Jesus is and what he asks of them.