The whole world awaits Mary's reply
You have heard, O Virgin, that you will
conceive and bear a son; you have heard that it will not be by man but by the
Holy Spirit. The angel awaits an answer; it is time for him to return to God
who sent him. We too are waiting, O Lady, for your word of compassion; the
sentence of condemnation weighs heavily upon us.
The price of our salvation is offered
to you. We shall be set free at once if you consent. In the eternal Word of God
we all came to be, and behold, we die. In your brief response we are to be
remade in order to be recalled to life.
Tearful
Adam with his sorrowing family begs this of you, O loving Virgin, in their
exile from Paradise. Abraham begs it, David begs it. All the other holy
patriarchs, your ancestors, ask it of you, as they dwell in the country of the
shadow of death. This is what the whole earth waits for, prostrate at your
feet. It is right in doing so, for on your word depends comfort for the
wretched, ransom for the captive, freedom for the condemned, indeed, salvation
for all the sons of Adam, the whole of your race.
Answer
quickly, O Virgin. Reply in haste to the angel, or rather through the angel to
the Lord. Answer with a word, receive the Word of God. Speak your own word,
conceive the divine Word. Breathe a passing word, embrace the eternal Word.
Why do you delay, why are you afraid? Believe,
give praise, and receive. Let humility be bold, let modesty be confident. This
is no time for virginal simplicity to forget prudence. In this matter alone, O
prudent Virgin, do not fear to be presumptuous. Though modest silence is
pleasing, dutiful speech is now more necessary. Open your heart to faith, O
blessed Virgin, your lips to praise, your womb to the Creator. See, the desired
of all nations is at your door, knocking to enter. If he should pass by because
of your delay, in sorrow you would begin to seek him afresh, the One whom your
soul loves. Arise, hasten, open. Arise in faith, hasten in devotion, open in
praise and thanksgiving. Behold the handmaid of the Lord, she says, be it done
to me according to your word.
From
a homily In Praise of the Virgin Mother by Saint Bernard, abbot
(Hom. 4:8-9; Opera omnia, Edit Cisterc 4. [1966],
53-54)
