How can it be?

"And why is this granted to me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me?" - Luke 1:43

So said Elisabeth, cousin of Mary, in wonder and worship.

And so should we say... how can this be granted to me, that the Lord of glory should come to me?

Should carry my sins up the accursed hill of rejection and bleed and die for them?

How can it be, that the Son of God should love me and give himself for me?

How can the pure and holy one who fills time and eternity remember me, and make me an heir of glory?

And how often do we actually say that?