拿撒勒的童女，耶稣的母亲
Virgin of Nazareth, mother of Jesus
我心尊主为大
My Soul Magnifies the Lord
2026-04-18
“马利亚说：我心尊主为大；我灵以神我的救主为乐；因为他顾念他使女的卑微；从今以后，万代要称我有福。（路加福音 1:46-49）”
“And Mary said, "And Mary said, My soul doth magnify the Lord, And my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For he hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden: for, behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed. For he that is mighty hath done to me great things; and holy is his name." (Luke 1:46-49)”
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亲爱的弟兄姐妹，我是马利亚，拿撒勒的一个女子。
你们可能知道我的名字，弥赛亚的母亲、童女怀孕的那位。但在天使来访之前，我不过是加利利一个小村庄里一个普通的少女，已经许配给木匠约瑟，正在等待出嫁的日子。拿撒勒是一个不起眼的地方，连拿但业都说过："拿撒勒还能出什么好的吗？"
然而，就是在这样一个被人轻看的角落，神做了一件翻转历史的大事。
一、蒙大恩的女子（路1:26-33）
到了第六个月，天使加百列奉神的差遣往加利利的一座城去（这城名叫拿撒勒），到一个童女那里，是已经许配大卫家的一个人，名叫约瑟。童女的名字叫马利亚。（路加福音 1:26-27）
天使进去，对她说："蒙大恩的女子，我问你安，主和你同在了！"（路加福音 1:28）
我至今还记得那一刻的惊惶。天使出现在我面前，不是在圣殿，不是在祭坛前，而是在我家里，在拿撒勒一个平凡的房间里。"蒙大恩的女子"，这是什么意思？我一个卑微的少女，怎会蒙神的大恩？
马利亚因这话就很惊慌，又反复思想这样问安是什么意思。（路加福音 1:29）
"反复思想"，路加用了这个词来形容我的反应。我不是那种不假思索就接受一切的人。我会想，会问，会在心里反复掂量。后来当牧羊人来讲述天使报信的事，当西面在圣殿中说出预言，路加都记载我"把这一切的事存在心里，反复思想。"这是我一生的习惯，在神的话语面前安静思想。
然后天使告诉我那不可思议的消息：
你要怀孕生子，可以给他起名叫耶稣。他要为大，称为至高者的儿子；主神要把他祖大卫的位给他。他要作雅各家的王，直到永远；他的国也没有穷尽。（路加福音 1:31-33）
二、我是主的使女（路1:34-38）
我问了一个非常实际的问题：
马利亚对天使说："我没有出嫁，怎么有这事呢？"（路加福音 1:34）
这不是不信，这是诚实的疑问。我是一个未出嫁的童女，怎么可能怀孕？天使没有责备我的提问，反而耐心解释了圣灵的超然工作。最后，天使说了一句改变一切的话：
因为，出于神的话，没有一句不带能力的。（路加福音 1:37）
"没有一句不带能力的"，弟兄姐妹，请把这句话刻在你的心上。神的话不是空洞的许诺，每一句都带着成就的能力。神说"要有光"，就有了光；神说我要怀孕生子，就必照他的话成就。
然后我说了那句一生中最重要的话：
马利亚说："我是主的使女，情愿照你的话成就在我身上。"（路加福音 1:38）
"我是主的使女，情愿照你的话成就在我身上。"，这句话看似简单，却需要何等的信心和勇气。我知道这意味着什么：未婚怀孕在当时是死罪，可以被石头打死。约瑟会怎么想？家人会怎么看？邻居会怎么议论？我的名誉、我的婚约、我的人生计划，全部都将被打破。
但我说了"情愿"。不是因为我不害怕，我很害怕。不是因为我看见了全景，我只看见眼前的一步。乃是因为我相信：出于神的话，没有一句不带能力的。既然这是出于神，那我的顺服就不会落空。
信心不是没有疑问，信心是在疑问中仍然顺服。信心不是看见了才走，信心是没看见就走，因为你信任那位指引道路的神。
三、我心尊主为大（路1:46-55）
当我去探访亲戚伊利莎白时，伊利莎白被圣灵充满，大声喊着说：
这相信的女子是有福的！因为主对她所说的话都要应验。（路加福音 1:45）
然后，从我心里涌出了一首颂歌，不是我预先准备的，乃是圣灵在我里面做工，话语自然地流淌出来：
我心尊主为大；我灵以神我的救主为乐；因为他顾念他使女的卑微；从今以后，万代要称我有福。那有权能的，为我成就了大事；他的名为圣。（路加福音 1:49）
弟兄姐妹，请注意我歌中的第一个词："我心尊主为大"，不是尊自己为大，不是尊弥赛亚的母亲为大，乃是尊主为大。我称神为"我的救主"，我自己也需要救主。我不是无罪的完人，我是蒙恩的罪人。神不是因为我配得才拣选我，乃是因为他的恩典。
"他顾念他使女的卑微"，"卑微"，这就是我的身份。不是女王，不是祭司的女儿，而是一个卑微的使女。但神的眼目不像人的眼目，人看外貌，神看内心；人重高位，神顾卑微。
接下来的颂歌震撼了我自己：
他用膀臂施展大能；那狂傲的人正心里妄想就被他赶散了。他叫有权柄的失位，叫卑贱的升高；叫饥饿的得饱美食，叫富足的空手回去。（路加福音 1:51-53）
这不是一首安静温柔的摇篮曲，这是一首翻转世界秩序的革命之歌！神的国度与世界的国度完全相反：狂傲的被赶散，有权柄的失位，卑贱的升高，饥饿的饱足，富足的空手。弥赛亚的来临不是维持现状，乃是彻底翻转。
我的儿子耶稣后来的教导印证了这一切：虚心的人有福了，哀恸的人有福了，温柔的人有福了。他选择生在马槽而非王宫，长在拿撒勒而非耶路撒冷，做木匠的儿子而非祭司的儿子。他与罪人同席，触摸麻风病人，为门徒洗脚。他活出了尊主颂所宣告的一切。
四、一把剑要刺透你的心（路2:34-35）
当我和约瑟带着婴孩耶稣到圣殿行洁净礼时，老西面抱起孩子颂赞神，然后转向我说了一句让我心寒的预言："你自己的心也要被刀刺透。"
当时我不明白这句话的意思。后来我渐渐明白了。
当十二岁的耶稣在圣殿里留下，我和约瑟焦急地找了三天，那是第一次刺痛。当耶稣开始传道，家乡的人要把他推下悬崖，那是又一次刺痛。当我看见他被宗教领袖敌视、追杀、设计陷害，刀刃一寸一寸地深入。
最后，我站在各各他的十字架下。
我的儿子，我用母乳喂养的婴孩，我看着他学走路的孩子，我的长子，赤裸地挂在木头上，鲜血从手脚的钉痕流下，他在极度的痛苦中喊着："以利！以利！拉马撒巴各大尼？"（我的神！我的神！为什么离弃我？）
那一刻，刀真的刺透了我的心。
但我没有离开。我站在那里。在所有门徒都四散逃跑的时候，连彼得都三次不认主，我站在十字架下。不是因为我比他们更勇敢，乃是因为我是他的母亲，而母亲不会离开受苦的孩子。
然而在十字架上，他还在关心我。他对约翰说："看你的母亲！"又对我说："看你的儿子！"在最深的痛苦中，他仍然在爱。
五、相信的女子是有福的
三天后，他从死里复活了。
那个清晨，当抹大拉的马利亚和其他妇女跑来告诉我们空坟墓的消息时，我的心里有一种奇特的平安，不是因为我预先知道复活会发生，而是因为我一生都在经历这位信实的神。天使说的话从不落空：出于神的话，没有一句不带能力的。
弟兄姐妹，我的一生不是一帆风顺的童话，它充满了惊惶、误解、刀刺般的痛苦，和十字架下的哭泣。但贯穿这一切的，是那句从起初就支撑我的信念："我是主的使女，情愿照你的话成就在我身上。"
我后来也在耶路撒冷的教会中，与使徒们和其他弟兄姐妹一起祷告等候圣灵的降临。五旬节那天，圣灵浇灌在我们身上，那位天使所预言的圣灵，如今临到了所有信他的人，不再只是临到一个人。我的儿子所应许的保惠师来了。教会诞生了。
从拿撒勒的小屋到耶路撒冷的上层楼房，从天使报信到圣灵降临，我见证了整个救恩历史最关键的篇章。但我要告诉你：这一切的中心不是我，而是那位从我腹中降生、在十字架上受死、从死里复活、升上高天的主耶稣基督。我只是瓦器，他才是其中的宝贝；我只是使女，他才是君王。
你可能觉得自己太卑微、太普通、太不配被神使用。但请记住：神拣选了拿撒勒的一个普通少女来改变世界的历史。他不需要你完美，他需要你说"情愿"。不是你的能力，是他的恩典；不是你的配得，是他的拣选。
那有权能的，为我成就了大事；他的名为圣。（路加福音 1:49）
主的使女，拿撒勒的马利亚
English
Dear brothers and sisters, I am Mary, a young woman from Nazareth.
You may know my name, the mother of the Messiah, the virgin who conceived. But before the angel's visit, I was nothing more than an ordinary girl in a small Galilean village, betrothed to a carpenter named Joseph, waiting for the day of my wedding. Nazareth was an unremarkable place, even Nathanael once said, "Can anything good come out of Nazareth?"
Yet it was in this overlooked corner that God did something that turned history upside down.
I. Favored One (Luke 1:26-33)
In the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a city of Galilee named Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. And the virgin's name was Mary. (Luke 1:26-27)
And he came to her and said, "And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women." (Luke 1:28)
I still remember the terror of that moment. An angel appeared before me, not in the temple, not before an altar, but in my home, in an ordinary room in Nazareth. "O favored one", what could this mean? How could I, a lowly girl, find favor with God?
But she was greatly troubled at the saying, and tried to discern what sort of greeting this might be. (Luke 1:29)
"Tried to discern", Luke chose this word to describe my reaction. I was not someone who accepted everything without thinking. I pondered, I questioned, I weighed things in my heart. Later, when the shepherds came to tell of the angels' message, when Simeon spoke his prophecy in the temple, Luke recorded that I "treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart." This was the habit of my life, quiet reflection before God's word.
Then the angel told me the unimaginable news:
You will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give to him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end. (Luke 1:31-33)
II. I Am the Servant of the Lord (Luke 1:34-38)
I asked a very practical question:
And Mary said to the angel, "Then said Mary unto the angel, How shall this be, seeing I know not a man?" (Luke 1:34)
This was not unbelief, it was an honest question. I was an unmarried virgin; how could I conceive? The angel did not rebuke my question but patiently explained the supernatural work of the Holy Spirit. Finally, the angel said a sentence that changes everything:
For nothing will be impossible with God. (Luke 1:37)
"Nothing will be impossible with God", brothers and sisters, engrave this on your hearts. God's words are not empty promises; each one carries the power of fulfillment. God said "Let there be light," and there was light; God said I would conceive and bear a son, and it would be accomplished according to his word.
Then I spoke the most important words of my life:
And Mary said, "And Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word. And the angel departed from her." (Luke 1:38)
"I am the servant of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.", These words seem simple, yet they required extraordinary faith and courage. I knew what this meant: pregnancy outside of marriage was punishable by death, stoning. What would Joseph think? How would my family react? What would the neighbors say? My reputation, my betrothal, my life plans, all would be shattered.
But I said "let it be." Not because I wasn't afraid, I was terrified. Not because I could see the whole picture, I could only see the next step. But because I believed: nothing is impossible with God. Since this was from God, my obedience would not be in vain.
Faith is not the absence of questions; faith is obedience amid questions. Faith is not walking after seeing; faith is walking without seeing, because you trust the One who guides the way.
III. My Soul Magnifies the Lord (Luke 1:46-55)
When I visited my relative Elizabeth, she was filled with the Holy Spirit and exclaimed:
Blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what was spoken to her from the Lord. (Luke 1:45)
Then a song welled up from within me, not one I had prepared, but one the Spirit stirred within me, words flowing naturally:
My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant. For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name. (Luke 1:49)
Brothers and sisters, notice the first phrase of my song: "My soul magnifies the Lord", not magnifying myself, not magnifying the mother of the Messiah, but magnifying the Lord. I called God "my Savior", I too needed a Savior. I was not a sinless person; I was a sinner saved by grace. God did not choose me because I was worthy, but because of his grace.
"He has looked on the humble estate of his servant", "humble estate," that was my identity. Not a queen, not a priest's daughter, but a lowly servant. Yet God's eyes are not like human eyes, people look at outward appearances, but God looks at the heart; people value high positions, but God regards the lowly.
The rest of the song astonished even me:
He has shown strength with his arm; he has scattered the proud in the thoughts of their hearts; he has brought down the mighty from their thrones and exalted those of humble estate; he has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent away empty. (Luke 1:51-53)
This is not a quiet, gentle lullaby, this is a revolutionary song that overturns the world's order! God's kingdom is the complete opposite of the world's: the proud are scattered, the mighty are brought down, the lowly are exalted, the hungry are filled, the rich go away empty. The Messiah's coming does not maintain the status quo; it completely overturns it.
My son Jesus later confirmed all of this in his teaching: Blessed are the poor in spirit, blessed are those who mourn, blessed are the meek. He chose to be born in a manger rather than a palace, to grow up in Nazareth rather than Jerusalem, to be a carpenter's son rather than a priest's son. He ate with sinners, touched lepers, washed his disciples' feet. He lived out everything the Magnificat proclaimed.
IV. A Sword Will Pierce Through Your Own Soul (Luke 2:34-35)
When Joseph and I brought the infant Jesus to the temple for the purification rite, old Simeon took the child, praised God, then turned to me and spoke a chilling prophecy: "A sword will pierce through your own soul also."
At the time I did not understand what these words meant. Later I came to understand, gradually.
When twelve-year-old Jesus stayed behind in the temple and Joseph and I anxiously searched for three days, that was the first piercing. When Jesus began his ministry and his hometown tried to throw him off a cliff, another piercing. When I watched the religious leaders oppose him, hunt him, scheme against him, the blade went deeper, inch by inch.
Finally, I stood at the foot of the cross on Golgotha.
My son, the baby I had nursed, the child I had watched take his first steps, my firstborn, hung naked on a wooden cross, blood flowing from the nail wounds in his hands and feet, crying out in agony: "Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?" (My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?)
In that moment, the sword truly pierced my soul.
But I did not leave. I stood there. When all the disciples had scattered and fled, even Peter denied him three times, I stood at the foot of the cross. Not because I was braver than them, but because I was his mother, and a mother does not leave her suffering child.
Yet even on the cross, he was caring for me. He said to John, "Behold, your mother!" And to me, "Behold, your son!" In the deepest agony, he was still loving.
V. Blessed Is She Who Believed
Three days later, he rose from the dead.
That morning, when Mary Magdalene and the other women came running to tell us about the empty tomb, there was a strange peace in my heart, not because I had foreknown the resurrection would happen, but because my whole life had been an experience of this faithful God. The angel's words never failed: nothing is impossible with God.
I was also among the believers in the Jerusalem church, praying with the apostles and other brothers and sisters, waiting for the coming of the Holy Spirit. On the day of Pentecost, the Spirit was poured out upon us, the same Spirit the angel had spoken of, now coming upon all who believed, no longer upon just one person. The Comforter my son had promised had come. The church was born.
From a small house in Nazareth to the upper room in Jerusalem, from the angel's announcement to the Spirit's descent, I witnessed the most pivotal chapters of salvation history. But let me tell you: the center of all this is not me, but the Lord Jesus Christ, the one who was born from my womb, who died on the cross, who rose from the dead, who ascended to heaven. I was only the jar of clay; he is the treasure within. I was only the servant; he is the King.
Brothers and sisters, you may feel too lowly, too ordinary, too unworthy to be used by God. But remember: God chose an ordinary girl from Nazareth to change the course of world history. He doesn't need you to be perfect; he needs you to say "let it be." It is not your ability but his grace; not your worthiness but his choosing.
For he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name. (Luke 1:49)
The Lord's servant, Mary of Nazareth
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