Every year, many people gather to celebrate Christmas. They celebrate a virgin Mary, and her son, Jesus. Whether people believe that Jesus were the son of God, or whether they believe that Mary was a virgin by today’s definition, the truth of the matter remains: People gather to celebrate a single, poor, unmarried pregnant woman, Mary, and her son, Jesus. God determined that Mary would be a sacred vessel for His son, a gift to the world, the Creator of Life.

Today, it is unheard of that a woman who is poor, single, to keep her child, and be respected her whole life. Sure, there are people who do keep their children, but they are often looked down upon, we tell them they are “welfare cases”, they “steal from working families”, even if they have jobs of their own, there is still a lot of classism and stigma attached to poor women, especially those who are pregnant or who have children. The cure for this, is adoption, where we can take the baby from the poor woman, and give them to the rich families.

When I saw an article about people stealing Jesus out of nativity scenes, I thought it was very ironic, considering the times we live in, and the baby stealing society that pervades.

If Jesus was born in our times, I could hardly imagine what would become of him. One woman, Laurie Frisch, had imagined what would happen. She wrote, “If Mary Had Really Loved Her Child – a Christmas Story”, and writes about her ideas of what would happen if Jesus was adopted.

She tells a story of Mary, and how she trusts the people around her, her parents, the social workers, all wanting what is best for her son, for God’s son.

When the child is born, Mary asks Joseph to tell the church social worker. She holds her baby, but is afraid to spend too much time with him. He is a beautiful child. He is God’s child, even though other people can’t see it, she knows it’s true. Because she is totally crazy about the baby, she would have wanted to do the right thing anyway, but she especially wants to do exactly the right thing for God’s child. She signs papers and they take the baby.

But Jesus, now known as Samuel, is not content in the arms of strangers….

The wise men follow the signs in the sky that direct them to the Savior, right to the house where he is. They bring gifts and celebrate. The baby is distracted, but when they all go away he tries to find his mother – her voice, her smell. She is nowhere to be found. He really squalls and the woman tries to comfort him. She wonders if all babies are like this, but she does not know. She thinks of his mother and feels rather guilty about taking her child.

Jesus / Samuel is very confused. He isn’t the same person, as he has lived not just as the Son of God, but as an adopted person. Two very isolating experiences.

When Samuel gets older, he is hard to control. He wants to please the people who adopted him, but he feels he has a mission. He preaches God’s word and tells people not to look so much at the letter of the law, but to focus on loving one another.

He has difficulty with that himself, though. When he meets lepers, he is unfamiliar with them and repulsed. He tries to talk, but finds it uncomfortable. He heals some of them, but is too grossed out to touch them. The people who adopted him are wealthy and don’t understand why he would want to go anywhere near all these outcasts and indigents and they certainly don’t want them in their house. When he meets Mary Magdelene his first reaction is to want to jeer or spit on her, but he controls himself and manages to say some kind words. He does not linger.

The ending is terrifying for mothers who believed that adoption was something that good Christian women did. When faced with God, Mary is shown what God wanted, which was far different than what the people wanted.

As they are standing there before an amazed crowd, God takes Samuel up into heaven, saying “This is my Son in Whom I am well pleased.” Mary begs to be taken as well. God looks at her and says “My Son has sacrificed himself for the good of mankind. What did you do?” She answers, “I have sacrificed myself for your Son.”

He becomes angry and says, “What do you mean? I entrusted my Son to you and chose you specifically to be his mother and you gave him away. I wasn’t even sure he would be able to carry out his mission. He was barely able to relate to the poor and he bought those ridiculously expensive jeans in an attempt to fit in with the farmers, a move that totally backfired. It’s a wonder his message got through to anyone. If He had not succeeded in raising up Lazarus from the dead, I’m afraid it would have been all over for him.”

Mary was distraught. “I gave him away because I loved him”, she said. “I was trying to do the right thing and I suffered so much as a result. No one provided help and they said it was the right thing to do.”

God just kept saying, “I chose you, Mary. I chose you. You would have been the perfect mother to raise my Son.”

The point of the story, is not only that every year, we celebrate Jesus, a symbol of the poor, the estranged, family, God’s gift to humanity, also, that God creates life, and chooses each of our natural parents, to be our mother and father. When people create institutions that claim to do the work of God, we must remember that people have their own agenda, and may not reflect God’s intention at all.

Heather Kuhn is an author who writes for Todays News and Blogger News Network

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