Is this Mary???
The Mary we know?
The Mary we know?
Now, where did I leave my cell phone? Did I put it back in my purse? I’ve got
to call Mom. The pains are starting and we are still several miles away from
Surely she will know what we should do. I am sure it is just false
labour but it would be nice to get some advice from a--woman!
Joe is exceeding the limit as it is, and is swerving in and out of traffic. Eeek! I
see red and blue lights flashing!
Later: Joe convinced the cop that it was urgent to hurry, so
he lead us all the way to the hospital, siren wailing. I'll be so
embarrassaed if it is a false
alarm!
Wait! That isn’t how it happened! Let’s get it right, straight
off that yellow and
crumbling parchment and peer at Mary’am’s own fading scriipt.
I am not feeling very brave today even though the stars are twinkling
brightly in the otherwise black, early morning sky. Yosef is loading Mojo, our
donkey. Somewhere, far, far away in a place called Bethlehem
also shining, I suppose, but the track is so rough and dark between here and
there. There are treacherous mountains just a few miles from the road we
must take, and who know what kinds of animals might come prowling around
at night. It will take us many days to get there, and this is happening
so close to when the baby is expected to arrive! I have never been far
from home except for the time I went to see Aunt Elisheva, and I dread
this journey! At least this time I will have Yosef with me! What a consolation!
My deepest fear is for the Baby because I am so near the end.
Oh, if only it would have worked out to leave earlier! Will He be all right?
(I'm sorry I can't seem to save my changes.)
Caution: I've had so many tell me what a high-quality book this is. Don't
miss out in getting a copy or one for
a loved one this Christmas.
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