This has been a week of fear and tragedy. I do not understand why God allows such tragedy in our midst. I love this pen and ink drawing by Rembrandt. My heart turns to it frequently. The lines are chaotic and full of anxiety. Mary is not sitting in peaceful repose. Her life is being turned upside down in confusion. Even the presence of the angel Gabriel is most likely scary. I am imagining angels surrounding those mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, and grandmothers and grandfathers of the slain children these days. I think the angels are encircling them and looking at them with the same tenderness and compassion that is expressed here. I do not understand the mysteries of life. I do believe that God does love us and that His angels surround us. I don't know for sure, but I think so. I have sat with Mary in my own confusion and pain and known the comforting and tender encircling presence of God. In our angst and fear and cares, God is with us.
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