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This blog started as a 'Lenten Writing Project', where we wrote each day in Lent. Now that Summer is here, let's keep up the discipline of writing with a weekly writing challenge! A prompt will be posted each week and anyone is welcome to join in and post their writing here or participate just by reading it.
Every writer has their own special light to add to this blog and all of your writing offerings are appreciated, whether poetry, prose, essay, thoughts, lists or comments and encouragement.
Every writer has their own special light to add to this blog and all of your writing offerings are appreciated, whether poetry, prose, essay, thoughts, lists or comments and encouragement.
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Mary’s Diary: December 26, 0000
ReplyDeleteDear Diary
I felt bad last night,
chasing the angels off
but it was late,
I was tired
and the baby needs a schedule!
That time of night I don’t care who sent you!
The shepherds finally left.
They had been quiet
and stayed out of the way mostly,
just watching.
They seemed nice
but it was a little creepy.
Dirty guys from the field ….
standing around
doing nothing but ….
watching.
Seemed weird to me.
I don’t know how many nights
Joseph paid for in this stable
I hope not many.
I think this hay has bugs.
Joseph is talking about another “dream”
and needing to take us to Egypt.
I don’t think he’s been drinking
but come on …… Egypt?
Hey Joe,
remember what they did
last time our people went that direction?
Think “pyramids”!
Getting here was no fun
pregnant and all.
Now he wants to move along and in a hurry!
He’s got a lot to learn about
traveling with kids!
I can’t wait to get home
and sleep on my own dirt.
My mom will want to see the baby.
Old people love babies.
Her birthday is coming next month!
She’ll be 30!
Note: I wrote this some time ago. Maybe Mary had a attitude? Who knows?
Mary’s Preparation
ReplyDeleteThink of Mary
preparing for the birth of her child,
for the coming of the Christ into her life ...
and mine.
Imagine Mary
preparing for the birth of her Child;
needing swaddling clothes, lots of them;
a sheltered home, warmth, food, loved ones,
for the birth of her first Child.
But just as everything is nearly ready
Joseph gets the word that they must travel to Bethlehem.
- On a donkey, of all things!
- How inconvenient!
In fact, how apparently impossible!
Even today, a mother-to-be thinks twice
about planning a journey at such a time.
So dangerous! So uncomfortable!
Such a choice! Such terrible risk!
If I were Mary, what would I do?
Such a choice! To risk life itself?
Such vulnerability!
And so it is for each of us
in every time and in every place.
Christ is coming, of that we can be certain.
Whether it is in Bethlehem, Kirkland, or your home town,
Christ's coming will catch us at a vulnerable moment.
The choice is always between "Yes" and "No".
The risk is always life itself.
It is in making the choice,
in taking the risk,
in becoming vulnerable
that meaning and worth are found.
It is in saying "Yes!” to the Coming Christ
that our preparation becomes complete.
Come, Lord Jesus. Amen.
RuthAnn Wilson July 2012