Whisperings of Christmas --So Far??!! Alone!!!

22 Sevin

June 22

Dear Diary;

We have arrived at Zechariah’s home. The trip was long and tiresome, but not as dreadful as I feared. Zechariah’s stone house is situated in a serenely beautiful valley. It is a spacious dwelling with many archways and pillars. It even has marble floors. They are such a contrast to our own dirt floor! Oh, well, I love our little home just as much, if not more, because that’s where my family dwells, yes?

I was so enthralled with the cooling fountain in their courtyard, as well as all the exotic flowers and plants surrounding it.

It is very strange to have a room all to myself, and such a soft, high bed!

            But the greater blessing was to be enfolded in Elsa Bet’s warm embrace! She seemed so happy to see me. It was like an unexpectedly warm and balmy breeze in frigid weather. We had such a meaningful visit right after I arrived that I did not even remember how exhausted I had been feeling ‘til a long time later. To my amazement she knew immediately that I was carrying Yahweh’s son. The baby leaped within her, and then do you know what?—Elsa Bet started to prophecy like the patriarch’s of old! I have never heard anyone do that before! It thrilled me right to my toes when she said, nay, almost shouted “Mary’am, you are very blessed among women! The baby you are carrying is very blessed indeed! How can I be so fortunate that the mother of our Lord would come and visit me? As soon as you called out the babe knew who you were and leaped within me!”

 What a shiver of awe ran down my back! She told me I would be blessed for believing. Can you imagine the comfort that was after the despondent atmosphere at home? She also reminded me that all that the angel told me would come true. Perhaps if Abba could have heard her faith and enthusiastic certainty he would have believed, also.

            It filled me with such a deep joy to know that Jehovah has regarded the low estate of me His quiet, unassuming handmaiden, that I clasped my hands in wonder and magnified His Holy Name. Future generations will call me blessed indeed, and they are surely right. Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of aant’at (women) would gladly trade places with me. The Mighty One has done marvelous things to me; holy is His name! Somehow I sense that when He reigns, He will not only show mercy to those of our generation that fear him, but will extend mercy for generations to come! I cannot comprehend it! It is so amazing! Under His guidance, I just know that wrongs will be righted, and those that we call powerful will be of no more value than the poor in spirit; the hungry will be satisfied, but the rich will go away empty. How can I know these things? I don’t. It seems like a spirit of prophecy came upon me also, and I am eagerly waiting to see what it all means. As you may well know, my despondency has been lifted up and carried away on wings of faith!

                        I just know these are going to be pleasant, carefree months helping Elsa Bet. I am really looking forward to it! Surely we will have many inspirational visits. I really need them to help me to grow into the role Adonai, our God and Master, has ordained for me.

                        Verily, Ha Shem knew what was best for me when I was sent here, even though I had been so distressed about it!