'Twas the Night Before Christmas

While every Christmas is a cause for reflection, I find this one especially so. You see, two years ago was a very different Christmas for my family….

 Dad had been without a job for eight months. God had taken care of my family in so many ways, so we were not without money to live on, but we needed to be conscientious and frugal in our Christmas preparations. Going into that day, I knew we would have the same wonderful joy of the season and would be able to celebrate Christ’s birth no matter how many or few presents were under the tree, but it still felt weird.

That year was also my first Christmas living in Columbus. Now, I had celebrated many Christmases in Columbus before; we often came to celebrate Christmas with my dad’s family. But this year was different. We were living in my Grandma and Grandpa Roller’s huge house and they weren’t. They had moved into a retirement community called Willowbrook around Thanksgiving and we were getting their house ready to go on the market while waiting for dad to get a new job at a college in who-knows-where. Two years ago was a time of uncertainty and lots of changes for my family and me.

Then, miracle of miracles, two days before Christmas that year, Mount Vernon Nazarene University hired dad as their Dean of Business. After eight months of searching, waiting, and praying, our prayers were finally answered by God’s continued provision. He had us in the palm of His hand the whole time. I wrote on my Facebook that day: “The year that I might call the hardest in my life ends with the Christmas I could call the best in my life. Two days before Christmas I get the news that my dad has a job! I was just glad that I could spend Christmas with my family, but I received the most amazing gifts. With an iPod Nano from my "big sister Kim" and her family and a beautiful used car from my dad Bob Roller, I am so amazingly blessed! Thanks to everyone for your prayers and thanks to God for answering them!”

This year has also been a different Christmas. No, we don’t have the financial difficulties or the unique situation of two years ago, and for that I am truly thankful. Instead, this year has been the first time I’ve been away at John Brown University. My whole family has been trying to figure out what to do with me gone (myself included!) and about the time we all had it mostly figured out, I come home again for nearly a month between semesters. It makes things interesting to be gone for four months, let me tell you.

In so many ways, it is like I never left. We listen to the same Christmas music. We make gingerbread houses together. We wrap presents. I stay up late and talk to my mom. I go on walks with my sister. Dad and I run Christmas errands together. We go to a candlelight Christmas Eve service…all the things that our family usually does.

In other ways, it’s different. I’m still trying to figure those things out and how to deal with the changes. I am wondering what to do with the thoughts and feelings that are racing around the heads of me, my mom, my dad, and my sister. We all are; we want everything to just be the same, but it’s not. And that’s okay. Really. (Or at least I keep telling myself that.)

As I look forward to the next months and years, I see that things are changing and will continue to change. Yet, the important things stay the same. God is faithful. He sent His Son into the world as a little tiny baby to save me, and you, and all of us from our sins. Emmanuel is still God with us. At home, I have a family who loves me and will continue to do so. I always will have a place in their hearts.

So that’s probably my not-so-deep reflection from this night before Christmas: While many things change, with our God the important things stay the same.

May you be blessed this Christmas day knowing that God is with us. May you know the wonder of the Savior’s birth in your heart and life, and may you find a family and a home with which you can share the love of God this Christmas season, whether it’s the one you were born into or one you have to find yourself. Blessings my friends.

Merry Christmas!

City Lights

"Let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven." ~Matthew 5:16

Sitting in the dimly-lit airplane, surrounded by a noise that hovers between a hum and a roar, and soaring some 10,000-15,000 feet above the ground is something I don’t get to do very often. I am really not sure how long it has been since I have flown at night, but it has been long enough that I didn’t remember how magical it could be.

As we took off, I peered out the window. First the lights flashed by slowly, and then with increasing speed. We lifted off the ground, and the landscape of Tulsa, Okla. materialized in the darkness. Houses and businesses were followed by neighborhoods, parts of town, and eventually whole cities. I could see Christmas lights on peoples’ houses. The speed was exhilarating, the perspective was novel, and the twinkling lights were gorgeous.

The sheer magnitude of the world was overwhelming and I began to reflect on how small I was. I was one little girl sitting on an airplane full of hundreds of people headed to St. Louis and beyond. I am only one. How much can I do in a sea of people?  I just blend in. Each person on this one plane had his or her own stresses, joys, frustrations, journeys, and adventures ahead.

 I looked ahead at the light reflecting off the pages of the book the woman behind me is reading onto her face. Beside me a man’s face glows from the light of his IPhone. Each light illuminated the exhaustion, cares, boredom, and anticipation in each his or her face.

Below on the ground, each light also represented a human, a family, a business, a destination. Porch-lights cast a pool of light in front of houses. Brightly-colored signs indicated businesses, and I chuckled that I could pick out a Walgreens from hundreds of feet in the air. Headlights and streetlights enabled countless people to navigate their way through the evening traffic. If one of the many people looked up, they might notice the blinking red and white lights or sense the roar of a Southwest airplane.

The lights on the ground and in the air reminded me of the candlelight service at John Brown University last weekend. While one candle or bulb may seem insignificant, when combined with hundreds or thousands of others it is remarkable how bright a light those combined small beacons can produce.

This multiplying effect became even more evident to me further in the evening when I saw the city lights of Saint Louis, Miss. and Chicago, Ill. Each was a successively larger city than Tulsa, and the combined power of all the city lights was noticeable. I could see St. Louis’ lights through the clouds that blanketed the sky during out decent. Their intensity created dim orange blotches across the grey-covered sky below. Later, as we took off from Chicago, the rows and squares of lights seemed to go on forever. What power those little lights had! They lit up the whole night sky.

You and I are like little lights, too. We are dim when isolated by ourselves. But when combined with many, many other lights, we have great power. Not only are we powerful, but we are gorgeous. We are beautiful and mighty.

Reader, it is hard to be a light burning by oneself. Going home to celebrate Christmas with your family may be an opportunity to be surrounded by other beacons of faith, or it may be lonely. Whatever the case may be, I encourage you to burn brightly. Be a beacon, a city on a hill that cannot be hidden, a lamp on a stand, or a light seen from thousands of feet above the ground.

Shine brightly.

Mary, Did You Know?

I wrote this just before Christmas 2008. My writing has improved since then and all that jazz, but I want to share this with you anyway... if you don't mind indulging my walk down memory lane. That year I really enjoyed all the stuff we did at church that Christmas and I began to think, I'm right about the age Mary must have been when she had Jesus. What was she thinking, feeling and dreaming? These are some of my musings in the form of letters to Elizabeth with a few back from Elizabeth to Mary. I took all the angel's words directly from Scripture and the rest is based on the context of Luke 1-2 and Matthew 1-2. Enjoy!

Dearest Elizabeth,
On the roof this morning, I watched the most beautiful sunrise I think I have ever seen. It was truly a tribute to Yahweh’s majestic creation. I worked with Salome today and helped her grind grain for both our families. While we were sitting outside her house grinding grain, Joseph bar Jacob was working in his father’s shop across the street. Salome and I were discussing how lucky will be the girl who marries him. I have seen him at several wedding celebrations and observed his interaction with his family. He is a very nice man. He is always helping with his sisters and brothers. Later, after I had returned home, I helped mother with the evening meal. After cleaning all the dishes and tending the fire, mother and I sat up on the roof again and talked for what seemed like hours. We gazed into the sky and looked at the stars and while we were looking, I saw a great shining bright one that I hadn’t noticed before. Mother commented on it as well. I wonder if it means something. I know that you must miss Zechariah terribly when he is away in Jerusalem. It is such an honor to have a husband of the line of the priests. I am counting the days with you until he returns. Do you know when we will get to visit you and Zechariah? I would love to see you soon.
Shalom,
Mary


Dearest Elizabeth,
Father and mother had me come to the kitchen before any of the children were awake this morning to talk. They asked me if I remembered Joseph bar Jacob. I told them that of course I remember him; he is one of the most handsome and talented young men in the entire village! They then began to tell me that they had been talking with his parents and have decided to have us betrothed. I am thrilled! They said that if I consented the betrothal would take place in two weeks. Oh, what a nerve wracking thought, betrothed in two weeks! I think this might be the happiest day in my life. I truly respect Joseph and I believe that he will make a wonderful husband. I couldn’t be happier!
Shalom,
Mary


Dearest Mary,
I am doing well. Zechariah is due to be home any day now. He always comes home with many stories to tell and I am indeed privileged to have such a husband. I congratulate you on your betrothal. It sounds like your friends and family were there and had a great time. It takes some time and energy to become familiar with your betrothed before you are married. It indeed sounds like Joseph is a respectable and handsome young man. You are such a good help to your mother. She is truly blessed to have a wonderful daughter like you.
Shalom,
Elizabeth


Dearest Elizabeth,
Today was my betrothal ceremony. I am now officially betrothed to Joseph bar Jacob of Nazareth. Salome and all the other girls dressed in their good robes and smothered me with hugs and kisses and good wishes. In about a year, after Joseph has time to build our house and prepare to be a wonderful husband, we shall be wed. After the ceremony I took a walk with Joseph and showed him my favorite place to go and watch the sun set. We sat there for a while and talked. I barely know the man and we are betrothed. I wonder if this is how my mother felt when she was first betrothed to my father. It is a feeling I have never before experienced. On our way back, he lifted me over a large root that was protruding from the path. He is so strong and brave! From working with the wood and heavy tools every day, he has very strong arms and shoulders. Imagine, lifting me up and over a tree root! I must go, mother is calling.
Shalom,
Mary

Dearest Elizabeth,
Early in the month of April, something remarkable happened. I was milking my goat, and just then the stable got many times brighter that my mother’s brightest candles. I heard strains of music and saw a glistening figure before me and I was terrified. I knew not what it was except for an angel. But don’t the priests say that angels only used to appear and now we are just left with the Torah and the Tanakh? Still, an angel was the only explanation I could come up with. This glistening figure then began to speak. It said to me, “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you.”I was very scared at this point, wondering what sort of greeting this was. The only times I remember angels visiting people in Torah are always before really big, important events. But the angel kept talking, "Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name 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 the house of Jacob forever; his kingdom will never end.” I was very puzzled. I know about people who were barren conceiving and giving birth, but they were at least married! I responded, “How can this be, since I am a virgin?”After I said this the angel replied, "The Holy Spirit will come upon 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 barren is in her sixth month. For nothing is impossible with God." Almost overwhelmed with amazement at the angel’s words I replied, “I am the Lord’s servant. May it be as you have said.” So, I have one important question: Are you in your sixth month? If you are then how is this possible?
Shalom,
Mary

Dear Mary,
I have waited and have not told you this for five months because I didn’t want to create a stir. However, I have official news! I am soon to be the mother of a little baby. I, barren Elizabeth, will be a mother in my old age! I am sure you wonder how and why. First, when Zechariah returned home, he was unable to speak. He could only gesture so I put him to bed, thinking that the long journey must have muddled his wits. A few hours after he returned home unable to speak, Zechariah insisted that he was well and I needed to get him some real writing materials so he could tell me what had happened. After scribbling away most of the morning he had several tablets full of writing. This is what he said, “I was chosen by lot to be the one from our division to burn incense before the Lord. All the worshipers were gathered outside and I was getting ready to burn the incense. Suddenly, I saw something moving on the right of the altar of incense, and I was gripped with fear for it was an angel of the Lord. The angel said to me, "Do not be afraid, Zechariah; your prayer has been heard. Your wife Elizabeth will bear you a son, and you are to give him the name John. He will be a joy and delight to you, and many will rejoice because of his birth, for he will be great in the sight of the Lord. He is never to take wine or other fermented drink, and he will be filled with the Holy Spirit even from birth. Many of the people of Israel will he bring back to the Lord their God. And he will go on before the Lord, in the spirit and power of Elijah, to turn the hearts of the fathers to their children and the disobedient to the wisdom of the righteous—to make ready a people prepared for the Lord." I was puzzled at these words and asked, “how can I be sure of this, I am an old man and my wife is well along in years.” But in a booming voice the angel replied, "I am Gabriel. I stand in the presence of God, and I have been sent to speak to you and to tell you this good news. And now you will be silent and not able to speak until the day this happens, because you did not believe my words, which will come true at their proper time.”’ Astonishing as this is, I am expecting and shall bear a child even in my old age.
Shalom,
Elizabeth


Dearest Elizabeth,
With the confirmation of your pregnancy, I approached my parents about the miraculous presence the other night. The conversation went something like this.
“Hey, Mom?” I said.
“Yes, Mary.”
“Do you believe in angels?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I think one appeared to me in the stable the other night while I was out milking.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes! I heard this heavenly sounding music and a very bright light shone around me and there was this voice. It was like nothing I had ever heard!”
“Mary, what did the voice say?”
“He said, ‘Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name 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 the house of Jacob forever; his kingdom will never end.’ At this point I asked him, “How can this be, since I am a virgin?” and the angel replied, ‘The Holy Spirit will come upon 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 barren is in her sixth month. For nothing is impossible with God.’”
“Mary, do you really believe that Elizabeth would have a baby in her old age?”
“Yes mother! I have received from her a letter telling all about how…”
I told her your story from beginning to end. I could read her face well. She was unconvinced as to how her 14 year-old daughter could be telling her that she was going to be pregnant and that it was not by man but from heaven. I still don’t think she completely believes my story, but it is the complete truth. She has asked that I come visit you for a while. I think she thinks I am crazy or deceived. I shall be coming with the next safe caravan or family leaving from here.
Shalom,
Mary

Dear Mary,
I hope you will receive this before you leave on your way here. I believe your story and I am looking forward to your visit here. I hope you can stay until the baby is born. You would be so much help to this old lady! Please ask your parents how long they will permit you to stay. Please know that my home is a safe place and you may remain here as long as needed. I wish you the Lord’s wisdom in how and when to tell Joseph about this. I know that you know the consequences for conceiving a child while betrothed. May you be always filled with grace in the days until I see you.
Peace to you,
Elizabeth

Dear Mother,
When I arrived at Elizabeth’s home the most amazing thing happened. As soon as I walked in the door Elizabeth said in a loud voice, “Blessed are you among women and blessed will be the child you bear. But why am I so favored that the mother of the Messiah should come to me? As soon as the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the child inside my womb leaped with joy. Blessed is she who believes that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished!” I began rejoicing in song and praising God my Savior. After this, we sat down and had a cup of tea together and she told me all about what she had done in preparation for the birth of her baby and what she needed my help in accomplishing. This morning I woke up and was violently sick to my stomach. Elizabeth said it was morning sickness, but mine lasted most of the day. For the noon meal I had some bread and it sat in my stomach alright. I am fine, but I hope this doesn’t last long! I miss you! Please tell Salome that I said hello.
With love,
Mary



Dearest Mary,
It is my hope that you are doing well. Your father, sisters and I miss you very much. We haven’t yet told Joseph and his family about your pregnancy. It does indeed sound like you are with child since you are having morning sickness. Take good care of yourself! This will definitely cause a stir in Nazareth. You know how Susanna and Rebecca gossip about this kind of thing. You must stay with Elizabeth for a while at least; to help her and to protect yourself. Perhaps about three months? When you return, we will tell Joseph’s family. Hopefully the Lord will give us the words to say. In the mean time, be of all the help you can and give Elizabeth my greetings.
Shalom,
Mom

Dearest Mary,
I hope your journey home was safe and uneventful. I am so grateful to you for your help. Nine days ago, I gave birth to a happy, healthy, beautiful baby boy. Yesterday was his circumcision ceremony and I about fainted during it. I tell you, he has a deep, loud cry. You know that as part of the ceremony they ask the baby’s name will be. They wanted to name him Zachariah, after his father, but I said, “No, his name is John.” Everyone told me that there was no one in our family named John so they asked Zechariah what the baby’s name should be. Of course, he was still not able to speak, so he asked for a tablet and wrote on it, “His name is John”. So John is his name, just as the angel said. As soon as Zechariah wrote on the tablet, his mouth was opened and he was able to speak for the first time in 9 months. At once he broke into a song of praise to God. It was so good to hear his voice. I rather missed it during those months of silence. I am doing well, although it is quite a change to have a baby in the house. My dear Mary, I hope you are doing well. Take care of yourself.
Shalom,
Elizabeth

Dearest Elizabeth,
Today was the moment of truth. Today we went to Joseph’s house and told him all about the angel in the stable and how I am to bear the child of God, not man. I could tell that they didn’t believe me in the slightest, thinking that I made up a story to cover up a wrongful act. Joseph was rather cold and icy towards me. It was the look in his eyes that made my heart hurt the most. I know he must think me a wicked girl indeed to do such a thing. I wish he would believe me, for what I say is the God-given truth. His parents did not make a decision, saying that they would talk it over and let us know. I pray that they will realize the truth of the matter, but God only knows. I am so excited for you and Zechariah! I am sure it is very good to hear your husband’s voice after all those months. On the way back from Joseph’s home we passed Rebecca and Susanna in the market. They stared after us, snickering behind their hands. Knowing them, they will do everything in their power to make these next six months miserable for me. Please keep me in your prayers.
Shalom,
Mary

Dearest Elizabeth,
The most unexpected thing happened today! Joseph came bursting in during breakfast and told me that he had a dream! An angel came to him also! The angel told him not to be afraid to take me as his wife, for the child I bear is the son of God. Then we both said at the same time, “and you are to give him the name Jesus!” That was confirmation to both of us that we had the same angel. I am so grateful that I am forgiven by him, and now I also have a strong protector for the days ahead. His family is not yet convinced. The drastic change in their son may not prove enough to convince them. In a few days he went from chill and icy to warm and caring. This is the most wonderful news I have had to share in a very long time! God has me in the palm of his hand.
Shalom and love,
Mary

Dear Mary,
That is indeed most wonderful news. I have kept you constantly in my prayers. Have you heard what has just been decreed by Caesar Augustus? There is to be a census taken of the entire Roman world and every person must go to the city of his lineage to be registered and taxed. Zachariah has already left to be registered. I suppose that means that Joseph will have to go too, since he is engaged to be married. Praise the Lord that he is willing to take you as his wife! That is truly an answer to my prayers. May the Lord make his face shine upon you in all your coming and going.
Shalom,
Elizabeth


Dearest Elizabeth,
I have indeed heard about the census to be taken and it has been a major topic of conversation in our household. It has been decided that Joseph and I will wait until Harvest time to set out for Bethlehem. Mother and Father will take the girls and go register and Joseph and I can stay here, keeping watch over the house and livestock. We will also have time to prepare for the journey between now and then. It will be a difficult trip for me to make for I will be near my time by then. I have never been that far from Nazareth before. This will be very new and exciting. I am looking forward to our trip. It will also take me away from all the gossip and muttering going on around Nazareth. Not everyone is as happy as I about the birth of the Messiah if it means a betrothed girl getting pregnant out of wedlock!
Shalom,
Mary

Dearest Elizabeth,
Mother, father and the girls have returned from the census. They said that there were people everywhere! Limited room in the inns, high prices for food and long lines welcomed them. Soon Joseph and I will set out for Bethlehem. I sure hope we can find room in an inn! The baby is growing. I can plainly feel him moving around. Joseph can feel him, too. We feel it is wise to be wed before we leave. There will be fewer questions asked by everyone if Joseph can just say I am his wife. A week from today is the date we have set to be married. My pregnancy is already showing, so there would be some uproar in the village if we had a traditional wedding and invited everyone. I can name may people who would object violently. Many people still think that the baby is Joseph’s! Things will go much more smoothly if we get married in private, with only mother and father and Joseph’s family. That is what we are doing. Joseph does not fear to take me as his wife because the angel said, “Do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife.”I am so blessed to have such a husband.
Shalom,
Mary

Dear Mary,
I think it is wise action to be wed right away and to do it privately. The Lord has given you and your parents much wisdom. May you live long and happily with your wonderful husband! I wish you safety and comfort on your trip to Jerusalem. Baby John is growing stronger every day. He has such spirit! The Lord said that he would be filled with the Holy Spirit on the day he was born and he was right. I would love to see your radiant face again soon.
Shalom,
Elizabeth

Dearest Elizabeth,
I am sorry I have not written to your for a matter of weeks now! I have so many things to tell you. I will treasure them all up in my heart forever. Well, I suppose I must start somewhere. The trip took what seemed like forever. I was so sore from the hours on the donkey. When we got to Bethlehem there was no room in any of the inns. On the way there, I had begun to have a terribly tight squeezing of the muscles in my abdomen. They were getting closer in time to each other and we still couldn’t find an inn! Joseph steadily kept looking until we came to the last inn in the entire city. Even then there was no room, but the inn keeper said that he had a warm, dry stable that he could let us use. I was so grateful to have a roof over my head because it was very cold outside. In the stable we even had a bit of privacy. Immediately, Joseph went to find someone to help deliver the baby. He finally found the wife of a shepherd who was willing to help. After what seemed like forever, he came back with her and she began giving instructions. The baby was successfully delivered, with no complications, but I was worn out. But it was worth it all to me when she placed him on my breast and he looked into my eyes. Joseph and I looked at each other and said, “And you shall give him the name Jesus”. Our next dilemma was where to lay Jesus. Finally, Joseph though of the manger that the animals ate from. We lined it with clean hay and put the baby in it. It made a perfect cradle, although Joseph lamented that he would have liked to make the cradle for the Son of God to lie in. After a while some shepherds came rushing to the stable. “We were out in the fields when suddenly an angel appeared to us and said, “Do not be afraid! I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the city of David a Savior has been born to you, he is Christ the Lord. And this will be a sign to you: you will find him wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger.” So we all rushed off to see what amazing thing was happening in our little hamlet of Bethlehem.” They all took off their head coverings and knelt in worship before the manger we had laid the baby in. They stared in awe at Jesus and I could tell that they were wondering how they could be seeing the long-awaited Messiah in a simple inn keeper’s stable. I was amazed myself at the possibility of me, Mary, the young girl from out-of-the-way Nazareth, being the mother of the Messiah. Would I ever have dreamed of such a thing?
With love,
Mary

Dearest Elizabeth,
Eight days after Jesus’ birth he was circumcised and, like you, I about fainted when he began to cry. Why do they make the mother watch that? Anyway, the baby is now officially named. He is named Jesus, which means “The Lord is salvation”. After the days of purification we traveled to the temple and offered the required sacrifice, which demands two young pigeons. As we were entering the temple with Jesus, an old man came up to us and introduced himself as Simeon. He told us that for many years he had been awaiting the consolation of Israel and the Holy Spirit told him that he would not die until he had seen the face of his Savior. With my permission he took my baby in his arms and said, “Sovereign Lord, as you have promised, you now dismiss your servant in peace. For my eyes have seen your salvation, which you have prepared in the sight of all people, a light for revelation to the Gentiles and for glory to your people Israel.” We marveled at this blessing and proclamation. He then went on to say to me, “This child is destined to cause the falling and rising of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be spoken against, so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. And a sword will pierce your own soul too.” We thanked him for his words of faith and prophesy and I stored these words up in my heart. We kept walking through the temple and another ancient one came up to us. Joseph and I looked at each other. This old woman, who was named Anna, had been married but her husband had died and she had lived in the temple courts night and day, fasting and praying. She spoke to us about all that was foretold about the Messiah, the hope of nations. All this, in my little baby I held in my arms. It was almost too much to handle. We thanked her for her kind words and were finally able to complete all that was required of us in the temple of the Lord. At last! We are returning to Nazareth. I am ready to be home. I want to introduce Jesus to his grandparents, live in our own house, and settle down a little. I hope everything in your home is going smoothly!
Shalom,
Mary

Dearest Elizabeth,
So much for my hopes of settling down! Yesterday some strange men came to the door. They said simply that they had seen a star in the East and had come to worship the newborn King. Immediately kneeling and worshiping the child, they were filled with excitement and amazement at finally reaching the end of their journey. They dug into their saddlebags and produced many fine gifts. They presented my baby Jesus with beautiful gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. These men came from the East and are advisers to the king of their lands. They told us all about how they came to us after visiting King Herod to inquire about the new king. This inspired fear in our hearts because we all know that King Herod hates competition! He has had many relatives killed for lesser reason than this. We gratefully sent these wise men on their way, concerned for our own well-being. Last night Joseph woke me up in the middle of the night. He said that he had had a dream and we needed to leave RIGHT NOW because Herod was going to search for the child and kill him. “Where are we to flee from the wrath of King Herod?” I asked and he told me that we are to go to Egypt. I remember clearly the prophecy concerning our Messiah, “out of Egypt I have called my son.” Today we began our journey to Egypt. This is the beginning of another chapter in my life, which has been forever changed by the birth of my son, the Son of God Jesus, our Messiah.



For it is written:
For to us a child is born,
to us a son is given,
and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6 (NIV)