The First Christmas – a short story

Mary:

The night is dark and cold. Our journey has been so long. I hope that we can rest soon. Joseph must be exhausted from pulling the donkey. My pregnancy prohibits me from assistance. The donkey is loaded with our supplies for the journey, and I walk beside it. Slowly. I can only walk slowly. But I do not complain, as the One who is above chose me for this task. my mind wanders back to that day, before all of this. Before I was married, before I became pregnant.

I will always remember that day, it was a normal day like any other. Mother had asked me to assist with dinner. She had left the room and when I turned around, there he was. A glorious and terrifying sight. An angel of the Lord. I gasped and felt faint. “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you” I was terrified and confused. What could this mean? He continued
“Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God.You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end.”

I was astounded.
“How will this be, since I am a virgin?” The angel kept speaking. My mind was spinnning.
“The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. Even Elizabeth your relative is going to have a child in her old age, and she who was said to be unable to conceive is in her sixth month. For no word from God will ever fail.”  “I am the Lord’s servant,” My voice cane back to me. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left me. What had I just yes to?

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