Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. (Matthew 1:23 KJV)
She wakes in the middle of the night, the digital clock reads 3:36. A common occurrence, this being awake two or three hours before the alarm. “Com-” words line up in her mind wanting to be pondered.
Compare. Comparison. Comma. Common. “C’mon, why can’t I get back to sleep?” Common reminds her that she looked up its meaning yesterday, and it won’t let her go.
Com+mon. She knows that “com-” is code for with. “Mon” isn’t a familiar root. It is related to the adjective “mean,” which surprisingly is not the definition she expects. It’s not the adjective that means average. This adjective describes humble, dull, or lacking dignity or honor. No distinction here. Further exploration reveals that “mon” comes from the Latin “munus” meaning gift or service. Another surprise. How can something common be a gift?
She turns those meanings over in her mind. Mary, the mother of Jesus, visits her mind. Was she common? Did she wake up in the middle of the night unable to go back to sleep? What woke her? Was it the sound of wings rustling in the corner of her room? A mighty angel watching her sleep? Willing her to wake, so he could deliver his message? Wondering if she would accept the gift? Wondering if she would be willing to serve His Lord?
She gets up, and goes to her computer to share the words forming in her head. She wonders. She waits. She listens. She offers her words, and then goes back to bed hoping sleep will find her again. As her head hits the pillow, she marvels that the common can be a gift.