Full of Grace (April 13)

Still no WiFi. I’m sitting at a local coffee shop, enjoying the smell of coffee (I quit about six months ago) and the decor. It’s something of a mix between classical French court and steampunk. Very cool.

We continue to story of Mary in real time. It’s been a few days since her parents have sent her away for her own good and her own safety. But in the midst of her situation, she discovers there is a ray of light, a hope she had forgotten.

You can go here to read previous entries. Follow my blog so you can get notification of new postings (see sidebar). Or the book is available for purchase if you prefer not to wait. Note: there are Hebrew words sprinkled through it. You can find a listing of them and their definitions here. The next post will be April 13.


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13 Iyar

The night air is chilly but better than the day’s heat, Mary decides. After traveling for two days under the scorching sun, the cool temperature is comforting.

Mary sits down in front of the campfire, listening as Joanna, the wife of the caravan leader, quietly sings to her son, lulling him to sleep. Mary’s father had paid them to take her to Hebron. There was safety in numbers and though there was always a threat from highwaymen or Romans, even in a group, this was a better alternative to traveling alone, especially for a fourteen-year-old girl.

Woman, Mary corrects herself. She was now a woman, a betrothed, pregnant woman.

She sighs and turns away from the scene in front of her. This was the last thing she wanted to think about right now. She had to find something else to focus on.

Tomorrow she would arrive at the home of her aunt and uncle, she could think about that. It had been years since she last saw them. Mary could remember seeing her uncle perform the temple rites at the local synagogue. She recalled the peace that filled their home, though there was always some sorrow that they had never had children of their own…

The malakh’s words return to her: Remember your relative Elizabeth, who was called barren? She is now six months pregnant, though she is past the age of childbearing. Mary had been so preoccupied with her own situation, she didn’t think about his prophecy concerning Elizabeth. Certainly, it wasn’t a coincidence that she was headed to her house now. If anyone was to believe Mary’s tale of meeting the malakh, it would be her.

Comforted by the thought, she turns back to the fire and settles in to sleep.

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