“Mary, Did You Know” by DeVonna Allison

Mary did you know that your baby boy would one day walk on water?
Mary did you know that your baby boy would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you’ve delivered, will soon deliver you

 

Mary did you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod?
When you kiss your little baby, you kiss the face of God

 

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know?

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know?

The blind will see, the deaf will hear, the dead will live again
The lame will leap, the dumb will speak, the praises of the lamb

 

Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know that your baby boy would one day rule the nations?
Did you know that your baby boy is heaven’s perfect lamb?
That sleeping child you’re holding is the great I am

 

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know?

Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Mary did you know? Oh

Mary did you know?

 

“Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered…” Luke 1:29

 

This song was written by Mark Lowry in 1984, the year my oldest son was born. Our sons name was Wesley and he was a Christmas baby. I was to have two Christmas babies, my oldest and my youngest of our four children were each born in December. There’s something extra special about having a newborn at Christmas time. So much potential, so much need, it’s humbling. We got pictures of them, our Christmas babes, under the Christmas tree. God’s best gift is new life.

 

Some people say, “Mary,Did You Know” is too sad for Christmas but wasn’t that Mary’s reality? She knew her Son was special, even more so than the usual newborn. After all, Luke’s gospel says, an angel had come to Mary and heralded Jesus’ virgin birth with the words, “ Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God. 31 You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus. 32 He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, 33 and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end.” And “he Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called[a] the Son of God.”

 

Sometimes in the joy of Christmas we forget, the babe came to die, for the sins of all humankind. What a gift!

We don’t want Christmas to be a sad time, but there’s nothing wrong with taking time in the midst of all our celebrations, to remember the sacrifice of one mother, over 2,000 years ago. Mary raised the baby to be a man, she taught him to eat, to walk, to dress himself. She cared for him when he was sick and worried over him when he was lost. Luke 2:48 . She was an average mother, with supernatural responsibilities.

 

As mothers we make a substantial investment in the lives and well being of our children, and Mary was no different there, except she knew her beloved firstborn was destined for a life bigger than she could imagine. While we are careful not to worship Mary, I think it’s appropriate to be grateful for her selfless service to the Lord and to recognize her mixed feelings at each milestone in the Savior’s life. After all, each baby step, took him one step closer to His destiny, one step closer to the cross. Mary, did you know?

2 Comments on ““Mary, Did You Know” by DeVonna Allison”

  1. Touching words, DeVonna, especially knowing your eldest, Wesley, would not to quite reach adulthood. Jesus gave all for us and his compassion for you is everlasting as well. Love ❤️ and hugs 🤗.

  2. I do not look at the song “Mary Did you Know” as a sad song. I see it as a time of rejoicing know what my God sent his only begotten Son as a baby, God in human form, to die for my sin. If you take the time to truly read the words to most Christmas songs – they talk about the same thing. Dee, this is such a beautiful story, and I truly miss Wesley.

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