Simplicity - the kind that brings us to our knees in reverent wonder beyond what we can begin to comprehend - that's what can satisfy. It comes to us quietly, gently - much like that Baby did so long ago. Into a world full of struggle, war and unrest, Emmanuel becomes God with us in the most tangible way. We struggle with it because it seems, well, too simple. It doesn't fit our model of how things should work. But it fits the Father's model of how he Loves us ... and that's all that matters.
Imaging young Mary, humming softly to Jesus in the dark, dank cave stall. Carved out from the noise and bustle of Bethlehem at tax time, she sits quietly, holding and comforting a newborn. Joseph chats with the shepherds and the tale about angels is told over and over. But back behind some feed sacks, hung as a makeshift nursery, Mary tends to the Child. The Promise of God come in ultimate simplicity and yet with wonder beyond comprehension.
From the heart of my Crooked Path to all who read this, I offer this musical gift. I think it represents the simplicity Mary so readily embraced and I pray all of us will do the same.